05-11-2011, 03:33 AM
OOc: ^^ Is this okay?
Having roused himself later than usual, the run-away Champion slid out of the oak tree and stretched himself before jumping back up and retrieving his sword belt and rucksack. Once back on the ground, the dark furred Russian tightened his belt on his waist, settling the blades till they felt comfortable before pulling his pack on. Once he had those items secured, he pulled his cloak on, letting it settle over his pack. With a final roll of his head, the former Prince got back to his exploring.
He had wandered the eastern fringes the day prior, but had been turned back when he began to feel the possibility of an incident with a local pack to the north was a possibility. He didn't need enemies on this continent, not with the ones he left in Europe... With a shake of his head, the male walked west, planning on examining all the nearby packs, and maybe figure out how wolves here ran things.
As such, it didn't take long for Drizzt to pick up the scent of a female. The only reason he noticed the woman though, was because she had the scent of the Northern pack he had backed away from. However, he also picked up another scent... of Coyotes. With a cautious growl, the loner quickly hid himself among the tree trunks and took off after the receding scent. With luck, he could find out something about the pack from the mountains, and maybe about these Coyotes.
He could smell the woman was closer, which slowed him down, lavender orbs searching back and forth. He quickly caught sight of the ivory woman, who had and odd tan stripe, which split through her mane. He continued to close the gap between them, wary of her reaction to his presence. When he was within easy earshot, he ducked behind a tree and spoke up loudly. "Stai, străin. Un moment, dacă va." He expected that the woman wouldn't understand him, but thought that would likely stop her more easily.
Having roused himself later than usual, the run-away Champion slid out of the oak tree and stretched himself before jumping back up and retrieving his sword belt and rucksack. Once back on the ground, the dark furred Russian tightened his belt on his waist, settling the blades till they felt comfortable before pulling his pack on. Once he had those items secured, he pulled his cloak on, letting it settle over his pack. With a final roll of his head, the former Prince got back to his exploring.
He had wandered the eastern fringes the day prior, but had been turned back when he began to feel the possibility of an incident with a local pack to the north was a possibility. He didn't need enemies on this continent, not with the ones he left in Europe... With a shake of his head, the male walked west, planning on examining all the nearby packs, and maybe figure out how wolves here ran things.
As such, it didn't take long for Drizzt to pick up the scent of a female. The only reason he noticed the woman though, was because she had the scent of the Northern pack he had backed away from. However, he also picked up another scent... of Coyotes. With a cautious growl, the loner quickly hid himself among the tree trunks and took off after the receding scent. With luck, he could find out something about the pack from the mountains, and maybe about these Coyotes.
He could smell the woman was closer, which slowed him down, lavender orbs searching back and forth. He quickly caught sight of the ivory woman, who had and odd tan stripe, which split through her mane. He continued to close the gap between them, wary of her reaction to his presence. When he was within easy earshot, he ducked behind a tree and spoke up loudly. "Stai, străin. Un moment, dacă va." He expected that the woman wouldn't understand him, but thought that would likely stop her more easily.