Another One Bites the Dust

His time in his new home had been short, but he was already out exploring the other parts of the southern region he now lived in. The scent of Erovrare hadn't even clung to his pelt just yet, however it was clear he spent time in the forest and around other wolves, he just didn't smell like a pack wolf again yet. He found himself travelling just slightly outside of the pack borders, just so he was close in case Hannibal or someone came looking for him. He wasn't gone very long when the scent of another filled his nares, alerting him to the presence of a female nearby. He looked around but couldn't see the female anywhere.

The scent was somewhat stale, so he wandered on with the scent lingering in the background and somewhat following it's trail. Carthage realized a bit later that tufts of fur clinging to branches were leaving the majority of the scent residue. The scent kept getting stronger however and he paused again, taking it in. It took him a moment, but he finally found the lady hidden in the grasses almost completely.

"Fine place for a nap, is it?" He questioned as he approached the female from the front, making his presence very obvious in case she hadn't seen him coming.

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ooc; n/a