Cold Front (EBONY)

*Baldur* · 07-20-2014, 07:49 AM

There was a chill in the air this morning. Clouds rolled out above and he could almost taste the moisture in the air. Baldur lifted his head to gaze at the sky for just a moment, crystal blue eyes piercing through the heavens but there was no immediate threat of rain. Just the slow rolling march of the clouds. Teasing rain but never making any commitment to it. Even so his patrol shift was about over and it was time to head in. Baldur's ebony paws picked out a familiar trail and then the brute was off.

As he neared the densite a call rang out. Katja. Snowy ears flicked forward as he analyzed the call. It was important and for most of the pack though it was not painfully urgent as it might be if there were intruders or a crisis. Stretching lightly and shaking out his coat he headed off to greet the Drottning. As he neared he noticed there was another femme. A massive femme. He slowed in his pace and dipped his head to her in greeting. "Hello miss, I'm Baldur. You're a new face to Ebony." Turning to Katja he dipped his head once again in greeting. "Lady Katja, what do you need?"

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