Whispers in the wind

Shawchert Menue · 08-13-2011, 07:32 PM

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+3 OOC: RAWR!!

He noticed the guardians too, and knew enough that they were not meant to be there unless they were expecting something. Shawchert knew that much. He looked over at Orin and shook his head.

“I don’t think they just beat each other up, besides, if you see they way they are patroling... they’re expecting something. Then again someone from the outside could have gotten in and got to them. That would be a reason.”

Shawchert said. He looked down at his now partner, she was a stealthy as could be, which was saying something from her once clumsy self. Just as they thought they were hidden well enough before deciding what to do a wolf creeped up on them and started speaking. Shawchert listened to her his ears perked and listening to what she had to say. It seemed the tale had been true, this Maska seemed to have overthrown the AniWayan government, at least that’s what he got from it. He knew of Dawali, and that he was the leader here, but much more than that was rumors and tales.

“We understand this” He said in a quiet very soft voice “Some of your pack mates have come to Cercatori, they are refugees there and we are taking good care of them. We can’t do much our pack is too peaceful, but supplies?”

He looked over at Orin, to see if she would have anything to say. He knew smuggling in supplies would be hard work, but if they were caught, this would bring out strained ties between Cercatori and AniWaya.

“We may have to speak with our leader about helping at all. This is a delicate matter,”

He said nodding slowly. His voice was strained low so no one but the other two could hear him.

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