Forth he came to Kisla's den, this time he came with a better meal and much better news. From his jaws dangled a freshly killed snowshoe hare, wearing its summer coat. It had blended in well to the forest floor, dark brown fur camouflaged amongst shadows and fallen leaves, but a wolf had his nose and ears to guide him where his eye could not. The offering would be well received, he hoped, setting the carcass down in front of the opening. One scent of the air and he realized the den was empty of the Queen and her children and the one-eyed dragon set forth to more common grounds. Once there, he set his prize at his feet and settled up upon his haunches. Up his muzzle went towards the canopy and he released a singular howl, requesting the presence of his alpha. His call echoed around him amongst the massive trees, but he remained patient as his ears began to pivot and turn. It'd not do to appear impatient now, would it? The woman would come when she could, his news was not so urgent he had to hound her until she arrived. When @Kisla did emerge from the forest, Kjors nosed his kill forward towards the leader, ears set at a pleasant angle as he bobbed his head. "'lo," he greeted her easily, bushy tail sweeping the forest floor in slow swipes. "Ah bring news from th' wolves a' Oak Tree Bend. Ran into them south a' here while lookin' fer plants." |
Burtn @DA & Dawnthieves.de - Table by PuppyThief |
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