'So, you think there's more of them out there?' Sepirah asked, gesturing loosely past the far off borders. Angel picked the loose strips of meat away from the deer bone with his front teeth. 'Mhm...' he grunted, before swallowing the meat an elaborating, 'You saw the scout yourself, why would they send a scout if they did not mean to attack us'. The Spaniard paused, looking up at the sky, the sun blotted out by a single coal black bird. 'The first infiltration proves that' he concluded, tossing the bone away form him. Sepirah nodded, adding on what both of them were thinking, 'They could attack at any moment... Thank fuck you and Zana were there...' Her blue eyed companion nodded solemnly, about to speak before his speech was cut off by a sharp howl. 'Zeke...' the jackal said, standing up alongside The Spaniard. 'Puta mare...' he growled under his breathe.
Both set off quickly, the larger, older clan mate with his nose in front. Both, being athletic, caught up fairly well, joining their snowy clan mate with a few breathless words. 'More of them?' Angel questioned, not entirely surprised.
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