Just perfect!
Nura was in a mood, though she didn't really look it. She was lost; like very lost. She'd also lost track of her sister and some part of her felt like she was missing a half of her. Unknown to the woman she had moved from the continent the majority of her family had come to stay in and moved northwards, away from where she knew she was needed. And frankly she was having a hell of a time just trying to find her way back. The woman took a deep breath, trying to catch any hint of a scent that was familiar... and she was surprised to find one. It wasn't the scent of a wolf she knew personally; however she would be damned to mistake the scent of one of the family; more than that it was a pack scent, though the scent of the family wasn't overly strong here yet... Had one of her many siblings or their children defected? The prospect was too intriguing for the woman to pass up. She approached the scent markers, standing perhaps a bit to close but not stepping foot over it. Nura tipped her head back, a call for an alpha, if they were not of the family she'd feign interest in learning more of the pack... and if the alpha was an Abraxas? Well it wouldn't be feigned. |
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Border summons never called for something else.
Archon arrived and dipped his head. He slowed his pace as he drew near until his bulky form came to a halt just as he stood atop the border.
"I am Archon Abraxas, the Overseer of the Abraxas-occupied Abaven. Is there something I may help you with?"
Nura's ears twitched as the sounds of an approach, her clouded gaze swinging towards where she could hear him coming from. The woman could pick out the familiarity of her family strongly in his scent though she wasn't going to assume anything too much yet. He spoke though and confirmed her suspicions, she also noted that he didn't sound all that young, around her own age if she was to take a stab at it based on his voice and scent. Still what he said nagged at her mind and the woman fixed her unflinching but unseeing eyes on where he was, almost as if she could see him. "And you'd just tell a complete stranger as much?" Nura settled on her haunches, the metal on her forepaw jangling as she did so. "I am Nura Abraxas." She paused, cocking her head to the side as she pondered him. "Tell me, who is your sire?" There were dark visions swimming before her eyes though her face remained impassive, maybe there had been |
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