consequences we cannot deny
03-21-2014, 07:01 PM
| Erani |
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The life of an Alpha was ever busy, and often, she would be on her paws for hours, either patrolling or answering calls at the borders. Calls such as the one gracing the air today. She?d paused to take a long drink in the river. Her thirst was sated, and she was already on the move toward the call by the time it ended. She moved with long, flowing strides as she approached the stranger at the border, noting that the female seemed faintly uneasy, possibly confused. Her ears pressed forward as her neck arched slightly, eyes scanning the land beyond the female?s shoulder for dangers. Finding none, her eyes locked with the blue gaze of the female, head slightly cocked to the left. ?I am Erani Adravendi, Alpha Primary of Valhalla. What brings you to my borders this day, Tortugan?? For the scent rolling off of the female along with her own personal scent was undoubtedly Tortugan in origin. The Alphascent had changed for Tortuga, but the base scent that would remind one of shadows on a dark night still remained. Her voice was neutral for the time being. She knew that Glaciem and Tortuga were allied when Deteste had taken it, and she recognized the Armada base to the Alphascent. What had become of Deteste? Her ears flicked as she waited for an explanation of this female?s presence on her border. |