Peace, calm, tranquility

Vigilante Haskel · 02-12-2010, 02:39 PM

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As he made his way through the house, curled tail wagging gently at the thought of taking his mate into his arms, a scent reached him that was not familiar. It held an almost-familiar scent, but nothing that was recongnizable immediately. If Ayita's own scent was not so thoroughly entwined with the scent of the pack, Vigilante might have recognized the unfamiliar scent as being similar to hers, but this was not the case. The scent was easily recognizable as being one that did not belong here, however, and instincts took over as he moved with purpose and grace, his walk as calm and regal as it always was until he reached the door. He could hear Ayita's voice outside, as well as another, and though it did not sound like they were exchanging negative words, his protective nature pushed itself to the forefront of his mind and he opened the door, stepping outside.

The sight that greeted him took him by surprise, though he hid this from his expression, keeping it as neutral as he was trained. He felt an unfamiliar flair of jealousy at seeing the strange man touching his mate, one very similar to how he had felt upon finding out about Ayita and Leroy so many months ago. This was not an emotion that Vigilante was commonly found feeling, and he did not particularly like it. The wolf should not be within the pack lands, and he really should not be touching a mated woman. Clearing his throat to announce his presence, Vigilante looked at the man, his earlier happiness gone now and his tail held in the position of dominance, though thise was understated by its fluffy curl. "Am I interrupting?" he asked calmly, emerald gaze flicking over to look at Ayita for an explanation or any sign that he should rid her of the stranger's presence.

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