Dirty Dieties
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Uncertain how close he is to Salsola and all, so just keepin it all vague and stuff? Smile

Muscles screamed without a voice at his insistent speed, but the hybrid had never been one to allow physical discomfort to disturb his inner quiet. With time, the muscles he was damaging would mend themselves and become stronger than they were currently, so he pressed on without listening to the insistent signals of his body. Warm gold was turning into paler hues along with the steadily dropping temperature of the world -- adjusting for the winter that was coming. Soon, he would wrap himself in the chaos starred blackness of his special made coat. Not yet though.

Salsola’s borders were well acquainted with his tireless feet by now, and had been abandoned for now. It seemed the slender male had become more active with his comings and goings lately, for he found himself visiting the outside world more frequently than ever. It was rare for the Confidant to venture east past the clan lands and down south to the rest of the heavily populated area, but he felt comfortable in the northern regions. His first encounter with the New Dawn pack hadn’t been too fortunate, but he wasn’t an easily intimidated individual.

Nor would the creature he was about to meet be, for quite a few things could be established on first impressions only. Itachi was at a slight disadvantage – being in his lupus form – but the male crimson eyes had caught sight of wouldn’t be treated as an immediate threat. The Lykoi was quite relaxed in comparison to his fellow pack members. It seemed he was occupied with gathering food, using a fishing technique that the blonde hadn’t seen before. It wasn’t exactly standard for him to approach strangers, but Salsola was not too far away, so it would make sense to investigate. There was no crow in the sky, but he’d manage fine.

Rarely was he one to raise his voice first, so it would simply do with announcing his approach in other ways. Itachi didn’t quiet his footsteps as he calmly approached the optime with the knife, though his scent should already have announced his approach.

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