Take Me

The north, it would seem that two packs resided here. Liar was unaware of the family he had placed her, nor would he care should he found out. The north was oddly warm for the summer months, making it slightly easier on him than the cold it could have been. Anything was better than the heat, Liar was a creature of habit. Autumn and Spring were not too cold or too hot, being in his main element there. Though, a scent filled his nose of another male within the cove. A rather curious thing it seemed. The emotionless brute would approach the other, who seemed to be looking for someone. His interest was peaked.

"Looking for someone?" his monotoned voice would call out. This wolf was covered with the scents of other. He must have belonged to someone. It didn't look like he was a full fledged member of anything. Liar had dealt with plenty of slaves in his past to know when he saw one. Though touching someone else's property could be rather dangerous.