trouble will find me

The male went out for a hunt today, seeking to catch a meal for his two growing fox kits. So far he had managed to catch a single rabbit, the dead creature hanging limply from his jaws. The titan male was making his way back Abaven, thoughts of what to do for the day turning over in his head. He figured it'd be a good day for patrols, maybe even thinking about calling for a training session for the apprentices. There were so many things he could do, but he wasn't sure where to start. Would they be interested in fight training? Stories? Hearing about grand tales of monsters and heroes? He thought perhaps a lot of the young members weren't quite young enough to be interested in stories, but he wasn't sure. He didn't really know anyone else in the pack besides a pawful of them. Maybe that's what he'd do...get to know the rest of the wolves he lived with.

Lost in his own thoughts, he almost didn't see the woman up ahead until her scent crossed his path. Right away he raised his head, nostrils flaring as he tried to see which direction the scent was coming from through the heavy scent of dead rabbit. Turning his head, he saw the monochrome woman lying down near the water, and he was much too close to pretend he hadn't seen her. Judging by her scent, she was a loner. No traces of a pack lingered on her. Curiosity drew him in, so he uttered a soft bark to alert her of his presence so as not to startle her. He placed the rabbit on the ground before licking his lips clean. He kept a respectful distance from the woman, deciding to start off with something casual. "Beautiful, isn't it?" He spoke, referring to the falls.

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