The Problem With Birds

Sirius · 10-29-2019, 02:15 PM

Sirius winces as he walked into range of the vigorous squawking. He wasn’t near the epicenter of avian life, but he was close enough. A few stray feathered meat bags swooped a little too close to the titan, and the Vulture upon his back - larger than your average companion, fluffed up its breast, and let out a terrible cry. The birds near the Titan winged away, clearing him an open space and a moment of silence. “Thank you, Marshal” he said with a weary sigh.

He had travelled to what felt like the four corners of their world at this point. Still he found no sign of Dutch’s children, and the woman herself seemed to have gone missing. No doubt she was dug deep into the rabbit hole of scents and lost trails, searching for her children.

It took only an easy scourer of the landscape to see he would have no luck here. He let out a sigh, falling to his hunches on the earth, scratching at a particularly itchy spot just behind his ear, as the warlord took a moment to consider and plan.

He would have scouted the territory with a more indepth sweep, if he didn’t know of the pack that lay just a territory over. He couldn’t consider this place for his pack, when another band of wolves would separate him from the Empress he had sworn to protect.

He turned to leave, but Marshal gave a small alarm upon his back, and he turned to find what had caught the birds attention. He raised his head to sniff the air, hard to catch scents between the guano and fauna that ran rampant in the area. Did he catch the scent of another wolf? “Come out, I know you're out there” the Titan boomed, speaking with an absolute he did not feel.

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