We've got obsessions
09-17-2014, 06:43 PM
Dhiren Destruction had been patrolling, ensuring the safety of his home for his pack members. His mind was actually clear that day, giving him an advantage for anyone else that would randomly appear. The borders were thick from the rich scents belonging to his family, making anyone realize that these lands belonged to them. With ears pricked forward and eyes alert for any movements, the large frame of Cherokee's firstborn son proceeded with his duty. A lone howl rose from another part of the lands, causing Dhiren to turn his head in its direction. He didn't hesitate to begin trotting towards the unknown visitor, paws quickly carrying him through the slim rows of trees. The leaves above him moved in the surrounding breeze as he passed, but he didn't notice how the sun twinkled through the branches or how the ground looked fresh and green. He was too focused on the wolf that had howled and was curious to fin the source of the call. In about three minutes, Dhiren's black and white form broke free from the woods. His pace slowed so his front half was all that popped out around the brown and green colors. Silver and gold eyes fell upon Quelt, a stranger in the man's eyes. Front paw claws dug into the ground from anticipation and he took a few more steps forward until he was within a respectable distance of the dark-furred male. "Greetings," he began, voice hoarse from not being used, but still admirable. "Welcome to Sawtooth's borders. I am Dhiren Destruction, how may I help you today?" "Speech" Lineart courtesy of Kaylink on dA - Character belongs to Wynn |