Something had drawn Kar back to the Northern territories. He had left behind Zanire, telling her that he would soon be back to her in the South. He truly hoped that the bear didn't mind his trips alone to different territories. Sometimes Kar just heard the wind whisper his name, luring him off into the wild. This time he was a tad nervous about heading to the North. What if he ran into that Snow Leopard again? But his curiosity about the territories lead him onward. Kar hesitated as he neared the borders of a pack. He could smell many different scents coming from the territory. It would be foolish for a rogue to cross pack borders. The gray male took a few steps back before looking up into the territory, his eyes scanning the pines. 'Hmm...' The male shifted on his paws as he mulled over a decision. Should he call for a pack member? Or would a patrol find him here? He sat down, ears perked forward as he tried to make a decision. Speech, Thought

Fur swinging in motion as the madam surveyed the area. Nothing out of the ordinary was the distribute that was brought to her notice. After the past couple days, Macaria had gained the natural amount of weight a large female should have. Not the loss of weight she had so that her ribs were more visible than at the moment. Lush grass only to disappear once her paws hit the ground. The silence was enjoyable, that was, until the rubbish sound of movement enhanced her hearing. Stopping for a moment, Macaria lifted her head towards the sound and the aroma entranced her figurine. A wolf, yet it seemed to enhance a rouge. A soft growl escaped her lips as she went way only to part bushes when she saw him. And she could've sworn he almost looked like her. Macaria had noticed at first sight that this wolf had had a brain to stray at the boarders. And she noticed how awfully calm he was. She admired that.
"Hello.."

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A voice, female, reached Kar's ears, and he turned his head, his eyes falling on a she wolf who smelled of the lands he was in. Ah, so this was the first pack wolf he would meet. Kar dipped his head respectfully, making sure to keep his eyes fixed on hers. "Hello indeed." The brute remained in his sitting position, not wanting to appear disrespectful to the other. "Forgive me for my curiosity, my friend. I was just sitting here wondering what your pack was like, and if at any point I might choose to settle here. Would you be so kind to enlighten me?" The wolfess was quite pretty. He hadn't seen many wolves with teal eyes like her own -- they were beautiful. But Kar didn't want to focus merely on that -- he wasn't here trying to pick up every female he came across. He just noted her beauty. Speech, Thought

Feminelle curves twitched interestingly as the soft wind toyed surprisingly lightly with relaxation, and elegantly turned to the brawny brute. Flicking her tail idly with caution. She was rather taken back with the soft kindness that the brute brought. Staring into his eyes for a moment, and narrowing them into tiny slits as in capable of seeing any mental issues of the male for his Kindness was a very rare thing to find in personalities. Perking an ear back she returned to a normal stance. Insanity lullaby spoken with less caution that was held in her stance moment ago faded into complex invisible air.




"Glaciem is the name that this community belongs to.. We are a rather complex family, having the ritual of guarding our lives to the king. We are not the pack you would find marching around an ordinary town. We are family here, and we would be happy if you joined our ranks. But, once you join, there is no backing out. You claim your loyalty towards us. To the king. "

The woman spoke calmly and kindly, before curling her flawless tail around her paws, which her stance happened to be sitting down. "What's your name? I go by Macaria. " Now, she wouldn't usually be this nice to a wolf, but this certain wolf took an interest against her eyes.

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Kar watched the femme with calm, gentle eyes. His body was perfectly relaxed, showing that he meant no harm to her or her pack. Did she think him odd for his kind ways? That could very well be the case. Most of the wolves of Caelum could be kind, but only if they were certain you were not an enemy. Most would not give such a friendly greeting as he had. The male watched the femme with curious eyes, not being able to help but take in her beauty. She was a pretty wolf... she reminded him quite a bit of his old traveling companion. How he missed those days... but alas nothing ever lasts forever. Kar remained respectfully quiet as the she-wolf began to explain her pack to him. "Your pack sounds wonderful... and holds the same sort of structure as my old pack." The brute paused. "I'm Kar... and... I would most definitely like an audience with your King, should he choose to accept me." Finally... He could fit in somewhere that might actually feel like it is home. Speech, Thought