A Change of Scenery

Bane licked the ribbons of flesh out between his fangs with his tongue to somewhat renew the taste of blood to a satisfactory level. "That's the thing Eria, I don't know were anything is around here except the lake and a tiny clearing surrounded by bushes where I had a tussle with a female. And now here, an vacant lemming hole." Bane rasped as he thought of the black she-wolf and his time with her. The Seracian's eyes glazed over as he thought of that time with the fiery female, and if he'd ever see her again.
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Eria... Eria was eager to learn still, though there weren't any deer around that he had smelled. Bane didn't know what to do or say so he just asked the first thing that popped into his head. "So, you joining up with Glaciem? Or are you still thinking about it. Sorry, I forgot." Bane came right up to the smaller she-wolf and sniffed her cheeks to memorize her scent as he prepared to leave.