Curious, just Curious
The beast lingered around the pack lands rather lazily. He was not on patrol duty nor did he need to do hunting. Hannibal had just woken up from a long rest and was ready to take on the night. But, his agenda was completely clear. What could the male find to do? The phantom slunk through the trees as the last light of day left the sky. It was a very gentle purply orange that was quickly fading into darkness. He was recovering well from his encounter with the Polar Bear and hoped his pack mates were soon. Especially Cloudburst since it seemed he in particular took the most damage.. mentally as well. Hannibal was blissfully unaware of any demons others may possess so he just assumed the Wreckage boy was just slightly bloodthirsty. His extremely pale form glistened beneath the sky's eye. A rather bored expression was painted across his facial features as he moved from the Soulless Forest to the Shrine. The Shrine was a rather unique area in which Hannibal spent a moderate amount of time at. He nearly made it a routine to observe luminous pool a few times a week. With all of his new encounters and peculiar situations Hannibal had a lot to clear from his riddled mind. But, as he moved towards the ivory trees he picked up on a scent. Female. Pack member. Name...? He could not put the scent to the Wolf, thus he would just have to put together the puzzle himself. Hannibal broke through the thicket and laid his eyes upon a pale femme with rusty features. The colors were delightfully soothing to the eyes but the blue glow gave her a much cooler toned hue. The male raised his head but his tail remained quite aligned with his spine. Normally the beast would show dominance to strangers but in this situation she female was an equal for all he knew. The arrogant male knew how to show some respect when needed, situational of course. He took a few more steps to move towards the brim of the pool, ripping his gaze from the fae to look down into the water. "Beautiful, is it not?" His tail flicked as he looked back to the Wolfess, "I have not met you before." Hannibal tilted his head, "I am Hannibal.. and you?" speech action |