Search For The Sister
07-23-2013, 11:26 PM
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The male nodded in agreement to Alsander, two toned head facing towards his druid brother as his paws made his way in his direction. He flicked his tail along his gentler brothers sides, indicating that it was time to leave. He knew the smell bothered Cael, he was the gentler of the troupe after all, and if it bothered Caerul, it was definitely better to get out of the area before someone collapsed from the intense metallic odor. "We move now, let's get out of here. We'll follow this trail and see where it leads to...or until we lose it. Stay alert, with so many scents it might be hard to discern the old from the fresh. We don't want to get jumped by a patrol." He ordered as he swept past. Ears shifted atop his massive head as he kept alert for any signs of danger. "Stay close." He called over his shoulder. He led the way, the scent leading his own nose as he tried to determine who it was that Claire had gone with...it was strangely familiar. But he couldn't figure out who...why was this smell bothering him so much? And was Claire following so willingly? He shook his head slightly, trying to rack his mind for any hint, and sign of what it was... The two-toned brute sneezed, the tang of metal stuck in his head now. How many wolves a day died in this terrible place? He came upon a fresher trail of blood, staining the ground but leaving it a deep red, still somewhat slick. He lifted his paw, disgusted at having just stepped in it. He wiped his paw on the dirt, trying to scrape away the disgust that began to etch into his brain. This was a truly disgusting place, and he hoped they never came back here after they left it... |