Finding My Own Path to Follow
02-18-2015, 07:56 PM
When the Ebony Lord heard an unfamiliar call his head rose from his paws and his ears perked with curiosity. It sounded awfully close... surely someone hadn't come within the pack lands without calling from the boarders first? Nikolai quickly rose to his paws. He had no idea of knowing if this trespasser was friend or foe, but either way he was more than eager to find some sort of his excitement for his day. Besides, he was trying to find ways to be more active in the pack and perhaps if Kassander saw that he was taking an initiative to investigate calls near the pack lands it would catch the King's attention. He trotted toward the howl at a fairly swift pace, his gait taking on his characteristic uneven limp. The shift into summer had brought a bit of a change in the climate which had been bugging his scarred knee. Nothing he wasn't used to, but it still made his walk a little more uneven than some. Within a few minutes he arrived, spotting the russet female lounging in the shade of a tree. He quirked a quizzical brow at her as he came to a halt a few feet away. "Making yourself at home aren't you?" he asked, his light brown gaze watching her carefully. "You should really wait for one of us at the boarder you know. You're lucky I'm a sucker for lovely ladies." He smirked softly, one ear twitching back to listen for Kassander's approach. He was sure the King would want to speak to her as well. "" |