Seasons don't fear the reaper (j)

[Tamerlane]

OOC — Hellow, welcome to Souls. ^^ And Storm, where the Alpha sneakily charms everyone into joining... xP

IC —
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Tamerlane's long, ivory feet crunched deeper into the snow as he walked. He was reasonably stealthy, but that didn't escape the fact that height and sinew didn't result in an invisible pawprint. This Spaher's brand of border patrol wasn't as direct as some. He tended to travel outside the territory on various occasions, living the vastness of the land itself and finding no chains to connect him to any place in particular. He certainly would not hesitate to say that Storm was the pack to which he put his name and he was loyal to his friends there, but he was also a traveller in heart, mind and body; and despite a pleasantly charismatic disposition, Tamerlane was something of a loner. As such, he would not follow the line of the borders directly, but keep his grey-black eyes on the distance as he moved around the areas surrounding. It was hardly frugal for a joiner to howl for someone — howling, after all, was a call for attention; it was tantamount to a command, which was far from acceptable in a lone wolf. Furthermore, any observant creature would notice the delicate state of the Storm lands at this point; the avalanche was recent; the ground fickle. As Tamerlane was not the type to assert any dominance, the Luperci approached the strikingly-coloured stranger in silence; he looked at her for an explanation for her behaviour.

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