Tic for tak

He caught her occasional glance at his prominent fangs. She wouldn't be the first wolf to be in awe of the strange, elongated feature, and he hid a smile. He was almost tempted to flex his paws and unfurl his feline-like claws from their sheaths to bring her something else to gawk at but smothered the urge. He preferred to have an unknown up his sleeve, and didn't advertise their presence. Just as Bast has stuck to the undergrowth for the meantime, his secret weapon any time he approached an unknown. Not that he truly believed Odette to be a threat - it was just good practice for the young cat that was still in training.

They began to walk, and he set them on a route that would circle the tall palm trees and bring them back to the Oasis that was the prominent water source of the territory. It would also skirt the edges of the Ashen Empire, through the scent was mixed enough with the Armada that it might be difficult for an outsider to realise it was the territory of a different pack.

“What do you wish to know? How new are you to these lands? The Landmass your on is called Boreas, this territory is the Illusion Oasis, and temporary holdings of the Ashen Amrada. Next door is Redwater Rocks, which houses the Ashen Empire, the territory our Empress holds. Have you seen the Volcano, its effects on the land?” he asked, looking to the wolf with new curiosity as he wondered just fresh she was to this land he had come to know so well. She sounded so uncertain, so weary, he was almost tempted to swat her and tell her to have a backbone, but he equally wished to tell her he would protect her for as long as she stayed in his territory. So long as she resided in the Armada, she was his and there was a great deal of protection and security that came with that.