Moving up

The Warlord nodded giving another brief thought to the newcomer, before moving the topic on. He began to walk, sand crunching beneath his massive paws. “I’ve been catching the scent of a group of harris hawks near our scent pile recently.” he began, flying predators were always much harder to deal with then grounded ones.

“I was thinking of laying a trap for them, if you wished to join me” Magnus was a handy wolf to have in a fight, and he knew the man would be valuable for something as difficult as a group of flyers. He would need to kill all, or a large portion of them, to ensure they never bothered the pack again.


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