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[/html]It was quiet out this afternoon. While that could be said for every day following the Second Dahlian War, it was especially true today. As always, Hybrid made his rounds along the borders. He had noticed the scents of many wolves passing through the area, farther north, but did not know what to make of it. Many of them had smelled like Anathema and for a moment, he wondered if they were going to stage an attack on Inferni. So, Hybrid had confined his patrolling to the north and easternmost extremes of the clanlands. Even now, as he moved through the forests and wound his way through the mountainous landscape, he saw no one. The scents had faded and there was not a whisper.
Simply put, Hybrid was perplexed. He did not know what to make of this and he wanted to find someone to inform them. Gabriel, preferably, but he didn't know what kind of clout the old coyote would have now that his rat-bastard son was in charge. Hybrid didn't like Ezekiel and he knew the boy would probably feel the same way about him. There was something so intrinsically different about the boy that it put Hybrid completely on edge. He wished he had killed him when he had the chance.
Hybrid continued his patrolling, which was now more akin to meandering, heading west toward Drifer Bay. He was going to turn back when he was drawn to the sound of someone speaking. He frowned when he realized he couldn't identify the voice. He thought it was the Anatheman wolves readying their attack, so he snuck closer, moving quietly and slowly behind the sparse selection of trees. The land was a meadow with wide, sweeping spaces, so he had little hope of concealing himself from the intruders. As he neared, he realized that there was only one other -- and they were not Anatheman. He squinted as the winds shifted and caught the scent. It was Talitha. He trotted closer in time to hear the tail end of what she was mumbling to herself, something about finding a new home and being alright. What the hell was she on about? Hybrid frowned and then moved to turn away. Whatever she was doing, he didn't want to be a part of it. Not in this new monster of a clan.