Let's start a riot

[Alaki]

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WC: 421 - Sorry for the bad post. My muse has pooped out on me @-@

The grey brat, Severus, decided to pipe up his mothers requests and so in response the grey coated rakeeb flashed the child a mischievous grin, saying nothing in return and leaving the child to make up his mind what the grin meant exactly, his eyes flashing to Miwa, picking up the smug knowing look sitting on her face. Although he'd said he wouldn't cause any trouble, that didn't mean that if the situation called for it that he'd let others walk all over him. No, he would find out the information he sought as well as pass the message to someone, one way or another. Staring out into the foreign lands he wondered whether someone would answer his call considering the vague tales and rumours of war he had heard regarding the pack; although he was oblivious to the finer details of what had happened throughout the conflict, it didn't take a genius to figure out that canines died in war and everyone was on edge, so a random group of unknown canines calling from the borders couldn't look good.

From above the packs territory he saw Beyaz returning, the albino crow angling himself downwards and landing poorly upon Alaki's shoulder, the grey male taking a quick step backwards to regain his balance before glaring at the pest. Staring at the crow he waited for the bird to speak or signal what he saw, yet the bird remained silent and looking out into the lands before the group. Following the birds line of sight and heard a distant howl from within the terriory, signalling that his call had been heard and someone was coming. Raising his arms he crossed them over his chest so that he would not be tempted to reach for his katana.

Not long after the strangers how, a lone male approached and welcomed them. Stepping forward, a frown instantly fixing itself upon his face, “You are currently leading Aniwaya?” he asked to confirm, his voice hesitant and slightly surprised; although he hadn't thought much about what the packs leader would be like, he hadn't expected someone like the male before him. “We are looking for two” two what? Unable to think of a word to sugar coat what the pair were, he chose the blunt option. “For two Anathema law breakers. Traitors. Their name's are Matteo and Gemma, both white.” he explained, his voice reflecting his hatred of the pair. “By chance have you seen them or know someone who could direct us to where they are?”.