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Hattori had been trailing after the wounded gazelle, followed it at a leisurely pace as it fled forth, wounded and bleeding. It's strength fading fast. What he did not expect was for the creature to make quick work of dashing over a border that smelled far closer than he recalled, nearer than it should be. He slowed to a walk as he watched the creature bound away, into a land it knew he could not follow. Safe for now, but in its mind that was probably enough. The immediate threat banished. He saw it slow to a walk as well, winded as it peered over its shoulders, ears flicking as it watched him with big eyes.

He'd never presumed the Hallows and Fenmyre would choose to share borders like the Ashen empire tended to do, but he supposed it was none of his business. They could do as they liked, as far as he was concerned.  More than that he'd need to let the others know to tread a new path to the Bifrost, if there even was a viable one without encroaching on either pack's land.

If not would they be required to pay some sort of toll? His ears flicked at the though.

Instead of seeking out the gazelle he began pressing north, seeing if there was a way without skirting too close to what wasn't his.

"Speech"