if you can't beat em
potential joining
07-15-2019, 01:40 PM
The sound of a call was enough to rouse Asvor's attention, pulling it easily from her task at hand. She'd been digging through a large overgrown of foliage near the bigger barn in Legion's territory, sniffing around for anything worthwhile. Admittedly, it wasn't as if Legion needed much - her packmates were generally self-sufficient and of good health, though she knew sickness had the potential to strike at any time. They'd been lucky so far, something she was grateful for and took as a sign from the gods that she'd made the right choice in following Legion south. Not that she doubted it anymore - she wasn't one to regret the choices she'd made, and moving down south with Legion and with Valdis was a decision she strongly felt had been much-needed. Right now, though, she wasn't thinking about her choices, but instead about the unfamiliar sound that rang clearly through the Range. Abandoning the task at hand, she swiftly moved to the borders, wondering if she'd meet Chaos there, or another packmate. Apparently she was the first to arrive though, and she regarded the stranger with narrowed eyes as she drew closer. There was little warmth in her gaze as she drew closer and assessed the stranger with a wary eye, slowly coming to a halt a good distance from her, but still within talking distance. "These are Legion's borders. Why are you here?" Though her voice lacked outright aggression, it had a sharp edge to it that insinuated she had no time for foolishness. |
