from above

Azure · 11-06-2022, 10:37 PM

Another call at the border, so soon after the pirate's trespass and raid? Azure's fur bristled, his maimed tail flagging as he stepped down from the watchpost and through the gnarled woods. He knew this route almost as well as he knew the caverns beneath the mountain themselves now, having paced them obsessively to keep watch for further pirate harassment. The pale stranger was still present on the correct side of the border upon the Warlord's arrival - one small sign that this might not be a plot - and his scent was empty of any and all pack scent. The latter did nothing to reduce Azure's suspicion, after all, any pirate could simply wash themselves and stay away from the pack land a spell to ensure they came to his borders smelling like a loner.

"You stand on the borders of the Armada." Azure announced, his tone neutral and almost bored though his posture was anything but. The alpha was on alert, prepared to retaliate should this stranger be here with bad intentions. "I am it's Warlord, Azure." Passing the conversation back to the pale man, it was clear on his face that Az expected his introduction to be responded to in kind.

"Speech"

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