Pawprints in the Foreign Soil

*Crusade* · 03-26-2013, 07:24 AM

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Crusade listened attentively - pleased when the male agreed to the first part of her idea and thoughtful when there seemed difficulties to the second part. "Ah, well, if travel is not possible for you I'm sure something else can be arranged." Perhaps he could said a trusted representative in his place. Or perhaps Gargoyle and Collision would continue with their idea of visiting Seracia together. If plans had to be switched or new ideas brought to the table, Crusade could always send Mahniya out as a messenger - assuming the she-wolf would trust Crusade enough to leave her in the unknown packland alone.

Crusade let her forepaws slip together and her tail trail down relaxed. Yet despite her outward appearances, she was most excited about the adventure before. Getting to travel through another pack's terra, meeting new wolves, even just the thought of spending time in the south again made her eye light up. She looked at the three Seracia wolves before her. The two boys had turned into spectators as the King and the once Queen talked together, and she was curious as to what they were thinking. Now though, Crusade would be getting a whole week to get to know them.

The old Timber fae flicked her tail. An almost summery breeze picked up from within the packland and brought all the scents of the south. Crusade grinned. "As for the start of this week Lord Gerhardt, I await your whim." she flicked her ears inward to the territory, but would not dare to take a step across the border until the King was ready to lead the way. "And please, do inform me of any rules or codes you would like me to follow during my stay." Would they prefer her to stay about the dens? Or could she ramble about so long as she had an escort? Were there any special protocols she ought to employ? Would she be allowed to join in any hunts? Such questions buzzed through her head, but she didn't want to appear overwhelming. Crusade chuckled mentally, for a nine year old she still had alot of life in her.

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