At your door

The instintal snarl made an appearance on her maw the moment he said ‘children’ he knew he liked Theory. In this, they were of the same mind. He stepped over the border, fleetingly considering the fact that he had never actually entered these lands before.

He stepped over with no fanfare, and instantly went back to track the creature, as through the border interruption had never happened. Of course, now he had Theory at his side, and the creature would never survive the two angry Alphas.

The trail led them to the Abaven rapids, and he sent Marshal ahead as he crossed the stream, and searched for its scent on the other side. The cry of his companion alerted them to a spotting, and his head snapped up. He fell into an easy loop, until Marshal was clear and close before them. There it was, the beast that had decided it had a liking for wolf pups. “How do you want to do this?” he said courteously. After all, this was her land.