Blind Date for @Walrus one day too late... but here we are... I'll make up the 5 LP difference if we gotta~
March 1st; Early afternoon; Rain clouds, slightest of drizzles; 51 ° F, 11° C
Spring was in the air. It was in the subtle but evident new growth in the trees. It was in the soil where the snow had melted to reveal fresh undergrowth. It was in the Chasm as the winds swirled in and around the pack den.
Adelard's hackles seemed permanently bristled.
There were only three - no, four now - adult women to mind within the pack and, while none of them were bound to him, he had the audacity... for what he was about to do.
It was what his father had done and his grandfather had done before him.
The pack was going on lockdown. No one comes in. No one goes. He was going to make sure of it. With such a small group - a knowledgable one at that - he hoped Levi and the ladies knew better than to go wandering off. The changing of the seasons always brought a little more than what they bargained for...
The Leader's nose wrinkled as he identified a strange scent on the border. A young female. New to the area. He snorted, then inhaled again, head craned down to the ground, taken in innate fascination.
(This post was last modified: Mar 02, 2022, 12:57 AM by Adelard.)
ADELARD | heat stroke, bring the fire black smoke, I take it higher |