WC - 431
It wouldn't take long for someone to arrive at the borders, but it was just long enough for Shandom's mind to wander slightly. Mismatched orbs canvassed the strange lands, taking in the unfamiliar place with a sort of detached interest. The New Dawn Gamma was fascinated with these other lands that Naniko called home and claimed for herself - what made her choose these lands? It was a tell tale mark of a creature, the place they called home. For Shandom, New Dawn described him as a traditionalist of the purest sense - he so rarely visited his bi-pedal form that it was almost uncomfortable for the pure alabaster man. Naniko, and so many others he met, were almost uncomfortable on four legs, an idea that he'd never been able to wrap his mind around. But it was the way of things now, the way that most lived. He wondered if his birth family knew it.
Soon a large figure began to appear, and Shandom narrowed his eyes to get a better look. Of course, one was completely useless. He ascertained a woman upon a horse, and the white Gamma almost groaned - he'd been hoping that whoever he came across would at least be travelling alone. Horses made him nervous, and rather hungry - he didn't understand the purpose of keeping the things, if not to eat them. He'd sampled horse several times in his life, and the meat was rather good. But Shandom had eaten rather recently, and wasn't going to attack the horse for no reason besides his natural predatory instincts. He would however, turn his back on this woman if her condescending laughter continued. It was well disguised, he supposed, for what it was, but Shandom did not appreciate the blatant rudeness. They were, after all, both canines. Canines belonged on four legs - he should be laughing at her! But this was Naniko's home, and he was here on a mission for New Dawn; he would not lower himself. Instead, he gave the orange woman a cordial smile and dipped his head in respect, flattening his ears against his head to show her that he acknowledged these were her lands and he intended her no harm.
Greetings, miss, the Gamma began, tilting his head up so as to look this woman in the face. My name is Shandom Qi'Vaex, and I am the Gamma of New Dawn, a new pack in this Northern Region. I come under a banner of peace, and to introduce us formally to you, and your pack. May I ask your name?
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