Dog Teeth

*Askan* · 09-25-2020, 08:25 AM

Askan understood and respected Resin's desire to help, but even with her reassurance he couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation. He was fairly certain she'd be able to throw someone out on their arse if she had to, but what of the others? Dunkan seemed capable enough, if not a bit overly moody, but the rest of the pack was mostly made up of healers and lost souls. Would they be able to remain impartial and look beyond the sob stories loners told at their borders? Askan wasn't so sure. It was with this in mind that he increased the intensity of his patrols, meandering around the Springs and Falls till he noticed the scent of yet another stranger.

By the time he drew near Meadow had already struck up a conversation. He hadn't spent one on one time with the healer yet but he'd already gathered that she was the kind and gentle sort, soft and fuzzy around the edges and always eager to offer a helping paw. Admirable traits for sure, but perhaps it wasn't such a good idea for her to try and chat up such a highly strung loner. His anxiety was obvious and his movements skittish, like he wanted nothing more than to turn tail and run. Well, what was stopping him? No one was forcing him to stay here, Askan knew Meadow wouldn't ever consider forcing anyone to do...well anything, even if it was for their own good.

It was the strangers slightly unhinged response that put the Templar on edge. Coming to a stop Askan placed himself beside Meadow, a little in front so that he could cut off the strangers advances if need be. He stood with his shoulders square and his back straight, but made no move to interject or introduce himself. Meadow was welcome to keep chattering away, Askan was just there to make sure he didn't try anything stupid.

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