The stars, are your soul.
06-05-2013, 07:57 PM
The brute sniffed the air and the scent of Lent.. no Amenti filled the air. The brute belonged to his old pack? He shifted uneasily. He didn't recognize the scent but he began to wonder if this was a smart idea. Should he be out here? What if someone recognized him and tried to force claim him back into their pack? He wasn't experienced enough to fight against a warrior that had been through more training than him. The male came into view and even greeted him warmly. Ceto was surprised but he dipped his head in return and offered him a ghost of a smile before relaxing. Perhaps this would be a better encounter than he originally thought. Perhaps he could stop worrying now. "Cetotorah Tahir. It's a pleasure to meet you Orion." Gray tail made a quick sweep behind him in return. the male was friendly. This wasn't so bad. "Speech" |
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