Takeshi was, perhaps, too far south for his own good. Especially since he knew his father’s pack was somewhere around the southern portion of Boreas. He hadn’t seen hide nor tail of the man since he’d abandoned his family, sweeping away in the night without so much as a goodbye. It still made his blood boil to even think about it. But he also wanted to poke around and see how prey was looking. He’d had several hunts around the parts he was in before, and he’d been contemplating having another group hunt to bring back to the bursting borders of Ashen.
His scouting was interrupted, however, by the challenging call of another wolf. He paused, contemplating for a moment before turning and heading in its direction. Being this close to his sperm donor had made him tense, and he could use a good workout. The Ashen Dragon approached, offering a wordless nod in greeting and vaguely noting that her scent indicated she was from before taking up a defensive position across from her, glowing red gaze leveling on his opponent as he waited for her to begin.
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