Gimme Shelter
09-22-2014, 11:59 PM
Walk | Talk | Think As a precaution for the rest of the pack, Rune had been scoping out the Gulley, seeking out the very locations he had warned against them visiting. They were unsafe and dangerous, liable to catch one of his family off guard, but he needed to see with his own eyes just what it was they were up against, to know exactly where it was they needed to avoid in order to keep the rest of them safe. And it seemed he had been right to worry. Already he had found two locations where the waters had started to collect, forming pools that were growing by the minute as the rains persisted. In other places, he had seen new streams shoot up, runoff collecting and creating them as they fueled the growing pools further within the Gulley. As he surveyed it all through his typical frown, the burly grey male hoped for their continued safety. Just faintly through the incessant drumming of the rain could he hear the call of someone at the border, and reflexively he felt his hackles raise. The last visitor he had had at his border had been someone searching for alliances. Given the current weather that appeared to be sweeping across the eastern portion of the lands, he prayed it was not another pack-related visit. Feeling aggravated already, turning away from his inspection, Rune left the water in the Gulley to continue about its business, hurrying off through the mud and rain to seek out this business of his own. He traveled up and out of the Gulley, moving toward its very edge and found the source of the howl taking shelter beneath the trees that sat upon the border of his home. The second he saw the pair he knew he was in trouble. These were not messengers or leaders from another pack. From the state the pair were in, he could not even begin to assume they were part of any sort of pack. And he had a hunch just why they had ended up here at his doorstep. Breathing roughly out through his nose, Rune walked the rest of the way toward them, frowning as per usual, and eyed both of them warily simply because he was sure he understood why they were here. "Picked a great time to be out and about," he remarked dryly, glancing between the two again before he made himself ask, "Can I help you?" |