You Know We'll Meet LOTS of Friends

*Valentine* · 01-13-2015, 09:03 PM

A foreign scent on the wrong side of the border made him abandon his patrol. Hackles lifting, Valentine took off in the direction the intruder had taken, hellbent on enacting justice. Shortly thereafter the invader's scent was crossed by a scent trail (a very lovely scent trail - wow, did she smell good!) that belonged to his newest member and the brute's righteous rage cooled somewhat to a smug excitement. If there was one Imperium wolf who he thought was capable of punishing a trespasser, it was Daegmar. He fully expected to come upon a murder scene.

Much to his disappoint, when he finally got to the "face off" it was just that - them standing there looking at one another. Well, that was a bunch of crap. Where was the blood, the guts, the gore? And more importantly, why was the intruder wearing a horned skull?

Upon further inspection Valentine came to the conclusion that the pair was amicable - something that was both a shame and intriguing. Quirking a brow at Daegmar, he queried lazily, “Friend of yours?”

“”

NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.

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