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As always, Hybrid walked with purpose and kept his irritability close to hand. Every movement he made was laced with anger as he stalked through the territory, keeping mind of the borders nearby. He made no move to hide himself: his purpose was to patrol and keep the clan safe. If this meant declaring his presence to every potential intruder, then it was certainly worth it. He paused to stop and stare into the distance, but all he could see was trees, grass, and emptiness. There was nothing there and there would not be for some time. Sometimes, he came across the occasional joiner, but always kept watch from a distance. He did not enjoy interacting with newcomers and old members and so far, the only members of Inferni he could stand were few in number.
He clomped through the territory with methodical efficiency, making different loops and zigzagging back and forth. While he tried to keep his border patrols random, it was still true he had to make consistent loops back and forth across the borders. Sometimes he took shortcuts through the centre of Inferni, but even then, he knew he was predictable enough to eventually be found.
And it seemed as though this had come true; he perked his ears at the sound of a distant noise coming from within the clan lands. He trotted closer to investigate and soon saw Halo in her Lupus form. He was surprised to see the female in her four-legged form -- from what he recalled, she was often in her Optime form. He flicked an ear forward, wondering if she had sought him out for some reason. Was something wrong in Inferni? His expression grew grave and he trotted closer.
"What is it?" he asked. His voice was gruff and cracked as it always did. He narrowed his eyes as he considered the possibilities and reasons for her visit.