These Lands Are Our Lands (p1)
06-27-2014, 01:11 AM
He had scented something new, something that hadn't been here before. The male was seeking, searching for a place so long. A place where he and his sister would be safe, and with all the turmoil in the lands with whispers of challenges against one another, packs fighting each other, he had turned his back on the rest. None of them ideal for him and his wary sister, who had once been strong. She was only the ever one to keep his flaring temper and hot headedness in check, and now? If he were to piss off an alpha who couldn't handle his temperament, then there was the chance it would land him in trouble. But they would have to look deeper then that, there were nastier wolves then him. Killers. And although he was an assassin, a duty he had since he was born, didn't mean he was a cold hearted killer. He would follow the scent, and soon that one turned into more. Sea blue eyes would find a small group of wolves who looked similar to each other, and grey male would approach without hesitation, eyes hardened as his body stood tall. "Yo, whose the leader here?" Speech |