FLAWLESS

This was something that Altavro needed to attend. When the call for Erani rang out over the heavens, Altavro took his time in tracking it, though track it he did. He hated to leave Albatross, but Altavro had an obligation to attend to, and he was certain that this wouldn't last long. Erani would be able to handle any challenges thrown her way. The white female had been the one to take care of him when his wounds from the earth quake had been infected, however, and now that her pack was being challenged for, Altavro felt obligated to show his support for her.

And so with a last lick to Albatross' head, Altavro spoke, "I'll be back, my love." He murmured it into her ear softly before retreating, running towards the battlefield. The travel took time, but his limbs carried him swiftly and surely to the source of the howl, and Altavro found his gaze settling on the crimson wolfess who had called for Erani. Hmph. She sure didn't look like much, Altavro thought irritably. Erani would make short work of her.

With that thought, Altavro found himself settling into the more comfortable patterns of grumpiness. He was pissed that this had happened with his Albatross injured, and shot the crimson wolfess a sharp glare at the thought. Erani had damn well better take care of this fast - Alt was on a schedule here, and he didn't have hours to waste on some stupid, mindless pack challenge.

"Speech"