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New Places, New Faces



Alastor

"You're never fully dressed without a smile!"

Elysium
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Master Fighter (243)

Master Hunter (260)

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age
9 Years
gender
Male
gems
1473
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
553
player
Joe

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1KHalloween 2020 - Spooky Cave
02-17-2021, 07:39 PM


The older woman was terse, short in her responses and clearly in her patience as she barely humored socializing with them before ushering little Bowen back towards their home. She had introduced herself by rank of a pack, and a surreptitious sniff confirmed that it was her scent that marked the pack borders nearby. Ah, so she must have been the alpha of this pack, The Hallows. Good information to know; he would have to report back to Lurid with his discovery. Kichi asked about Resin's scar, and although the older femme barely entertained his question, Alastor needed to explanation to understand who and what she was. The heavyset physique built upon rippling muscles told him all he needed to know, and a glance at the teeth inside her jaws whenever she spoke told tales of deadly lethality. Picking a fight with her, despite her advanced age, would be a death sentence.

Fortunately, he was also glad to have the conversation winding down now that she had appeared. The sooner they could move on from the tense standoff with this overly protective mother and her scavenger sidekicks, the better. Alastor's expression betrayed nothing of his dark inner thoughts however, that same smile plastered to his face like a painting. "It was a pleasure meeting you, Resin of The Hallows!" he called after her when she turned to leave with her daughter, giving a final parting wave to the tiny pup until they were out of sight. He fixed the jackals with his unsettling grin next, mentally rending the meat from their bones until they too had disappeared into the underbrush. I'll be sure to see you two lovelies again soon... he thought with a twinge of sick delight. Once they were finally alone, he turned his obsidian eyes back down to the storm-grey pup tucked in the shelter of his legs. "Well, that was fun! I'm famished! How about you and I go hunt us a snack and start moving on?" he said, rising to his paws to start leading Kichi away from The Hallows' lands.

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Warning: Alastor is an explicitly mature character for violent and sexual content. Read his threads with caution.
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