smile like you mean it
04-24-2014, 08:49 AM
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[flesh and bone] The soft crunch of pawsteps against the earth was the first thing that alerted him to the approach of another wolf. Altavro stirred, his blue eyes scanning the area until they settled upon the white figure. She contrasted with the environment perhaps even more so than he did, with unmarred white fur that wouldn't blend in with anything but the far north's snow. How did she get any hunting done? The question was forgotten as soon as it appeared in Altavro's mind, as her greeting reached his ears soon after. "Itchy," Altavro grumbled in response to the other wolf's question, wriggling a little in a vain attempt to stop the incessant prickling of his skin. Of course, nothing really helped, and it had been absolute misery for a little while now. Not as bad as the pain and delirium caused by the infection, but bad enough that Altavro was never going to let it happen again. "Anyways, hello." His greeting was halfhearted, but he was a little distracted at the moment, to say the least. "I'm Altavro." The introduction rolled off his tongue with ease and Altavro examined the white wolf curiously. What brought this wolf to such a place? It was close enough to Valhallan territory that he had been able to walk there with muscles that had been hardly used for a while now, but now he was tired and entirely unwilling to move any further. |