"So this is where you've set yourself, Lentajin? This dried-up speck of dirt? Heh, what has become of you?" said a wolf to the wind as he stood above the nearly drained ravine, that landmark that identified the new home of the she-pack of Alacritis. He laughed heartily at the desolate state the wolves' territory was in before heading forward across the boundary line, into their lands.
But was he really trespassing? This wolf had no scent of the crazed pack on his pelt, but in fact he had once been called a member, and never had he officially been discharged. So he walked so casually towards the heart of the territory, making no warning call, displaying himself with the pride that was his signature. Even if he hadn't an excuse to be allowed in this place, the entitled Frayer always acted as if he owned the land he walked upon, especially if he didn't actually belong!
Many rumors are spread across Alacritis of the madness that turned out this pack, metamorphosing it into another kind of thing that the world hadn't seen, something, he thought, that might change the very face of the continent. But he only knew the basics of the story; about the power struggle between old Sade and Zara, eventually ending with neither holding reign over the pack, but with some monster of a female named Newt wearing the crown. Newt was the being responsible for the revolution of Lentajin, changing so many old traditions with her new - some would say crazy - ideas.
On the subject of crazy, there were also the stories about the new queen's peculiar mental state. Most say she is just a hundred percent insane, in fact, and are astounded that she can function at all! "A massive, maniacal, girl holding an entire faction under her paw... Just the kind of friend a wolf would want! Maybe there is some potential here." thought the black beast. He had come all this way to learn about just what had happened to his once-pack, but all along the way he spent his time thinking of all the possible schemes that could come of this.
Further and further into the territory he walked, smiling and confident as he did. He wouldn't bother calling to summon the girl, it was more his style to appear unannounced. After all, this was by technicality his home, and he could prance strait into the core of it if he so pleased!
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