Find your own way
04-30-2020, 10:26 PM
During the loose patrol that she had been doing around the edge of the Armada's territory, she had caught the metallic scent of blood on the breeze and it had made her stop with curiosity. She didn't necessarily feel confident enough in her own skills to do a real patrol on her own, but the circuit around the pack's land was enough to give her a bit of a workout and warm up her muscles so she had gotten into the habit of making the loop without really checking the scent markers or paying much attention to what was laying outside of the borders. However, the familiar, distinct scent had been more than enough to make her pause and wonder if she should investigate. Even though she was slowly getting more and more practiced with the training she had been doing, she still felt like it was better to be safe than sorry. She had turned and ran back into the Armada's territory to find someone who could investigate with her and had managed to find Banshee first. Since she had already seen her fellow Reaper contestant in a spar, she knew that the woman could fight so it seemed like as good of a candidate to help her as any. Tamsyn led the way back toward the willow trees that laid just outside of the pack's claimed lands and easily found the scent trail she had noticed before. She cautiously followed it till her mint gaze landed on a large, injured male that didn't seem to notice them even though they were easily within his view. She gave Banshee a concerned glance, but took a few steps closer to him none of the less. "Sir?" she asked, hoping to get his attention without having to get much closer. "Sir, are you okay? Do you need help?" |