Table & Coding © Bobbi & Kiki; 500 words
The small male found himself moving to investigate as well. Well, actually that hadn't been the original plan at all. He had already considered heading outside of Salsola in order to have a spot of fun. But the smell of someone hanging out near the borders certainly trumped anything that the boy might possibly have ever had in mind to do. Since he was already going to go out he had on his panties that served to cover up the mark of the pack. He had considered going out and making sure his own personal space hadn't been invaded. But why do that when there was entertainment to be found right at the borders of Salsola. The boy had been present the last time someone had thought to encroach upon the hidden borders. One of those trespassers remained within the confines of Salsola while the other's remains had been left to rot out in the bay, after the precious meat had been removed from it of course.
Bastion gave a nod to the blonde coated male as he passed him by. The small male was one to let curiosity dictate his actions. And well, he wanted to know more about this loiterer. The only way that seemed to be possible is if he were the one to actually make the trip out and see what was going on. No other members had made the approach yet so he put himself up for the task. He wasn't worried about it because he was so used to being underestimated. After all who would assume the worse about someone as small as he was? Especially hearing him talk in broken phrases just like a child. Because of that he tended to never have to worry about a fight or any sort of trouble.
The young male moved over to the outsider. He didn't bother to do anything to hide his approach. Why should he? His mark was already hidden and his scent was laced with that of flowers to cover up the pack's scent. Why should anyone think him anything more than a lost, feminine appearing child? Bastion took his lack of concern for harmful repercussions a step further by actually trying to seat himself upon the older male's lap. "Hi. You live?" The boy made to bring his face close to the other's in order to try and peer closely at it in order to determine if he was dealing with the living or the dead. Of course he didn't stop there but actually thought to attempt to lick at the other canine's nose. The boy was an odd one, there was no doubt about that. Still he had earned his place even if the first appearance and impression made many question why he was of such a high rank. But it wasn't like he had to prove himself to any but the leadership and he had more than done that already. They, like everyone else, just took his quirks in stride.
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