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The younger man did not falter at his statement, and although pride could have settled a rift between the two, it was not allowed to take precedence. On soil that was not their own, the unlikely pair were connected by their intrusion, and blows between them (verbal of physical) would benefit neither.


Because of this unspoken agreement, Sirius allowed the golden Aquila to then take the lead, his own rangy step falling into place a pace back. As with the other, the Hunter was keenly attuned to his surroundings - Each scent, each sight, was carefully charted within mind, drawing internal maps that would never fail less the landscape itself dramatically change. This was as much instinct to the Thistle King as it was to breath; survival depended on such things. Only the strong or the smart survived in this brutal world, without crushing punishment, and since his claim on the prior was not as worthy as those of some other males, the Revlis man had claimed the latter wholly.


In a primal way, it stirred his aggressions to play followed to Ezekiel, and this showed in stiff movements and flagged tail. However, the more humanoid conscious was allowed to wander selectively, distracted from the internal hormonal battle for dominance by the pressing need to survey and understand the territory of this new pack. They came upon scented marks far swifter than either had expected, and with much caution proceeded, until tracks were found. Through careful skirting of those who dwelled within this land, the kings edged North, and were able to make note of enough information about the new pack that the journey was deemed successful.


The trek back to their steeds was much faster, although not without caution - They were almost stumbled upon by unwary luperci twice, but evaded detection due to the precaution they had taken in returning. When at last the glossy form of Black was within view, Sirius allowed himself to ease the tension across his shoulders.


They parted on brief words - One man colored like the furious sun, the other dark as the shadows of the forest; both beasts at heart.



Sirius Revlis
Hail the Conqueror Worm
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