Tropical Trees with Dewey Leaves

Vigilante Haskel · 06-06-2010, 05:17 PM

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Jade eyes flickered to the blue of his pack member's, the King listening intently to what the Duke had to say. He was already not a fan of what seemed to be going on here, not one bit. Though the pack was fairly relaxed, Vigilante absolutely did not like trespassers. Trespassers were sneaking around on the pack's territory—they could not be trusted. He was not keen on giving them the benefit of the doubt, though in some cases it was necessary. Charles had been an exception to this, as he'd not had much choice in where his boat left him. Generally speaking, though, the Haskel man was never fond of trespassers. He would give them chances, occasionally. Gunner Banes had been an impudent brat, and he had accepted her as a Serf for her trespassing and her attitude. Like he had suspected, she had not stayed in the pack for very long.

He offered Rurik a half-smile, nodding his agreement at the sentiments. "That does seem to be the case, and I am glad for it." He was always glad to spend more time with the members of his pack, something he had not done much in the past. The rest of what the Duke had to say was taken in by the King, his eyes turning to scan the newcomer when she spoke in turn. Something about her bothered him, and he suspected it was largely in part for her seemingly refusal to speak to Rurik. "Being tired and travelling far is no excuse for trespassing. Our borders are clearly marked," and he knew this because he was the one to mark them, "and our pack does not appreciate trespassers. You found her this far in?" he asked, glancing once more at Rurik. It was not as if they were just inside the borders, not nearly so.

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