Little did they know
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DaVinci had once more stuck to the outskirts of the lands, today though he wasn't set to marking the borders, infact he was trying to stay away from the mass of new members as his elder mother was extremely interested in knowing everything he could fill her in on the new crowd. He didn't know why she wasn't spending her own time trying to find all the new packmates out and getting the answers for herself but he figured it had a bit to do with her new appearance and not wanting to deal with first impressions she knew she'd make. He wanted to tell her that after meeting Jefferson that the appearance of the whilom was probably nothing to the poor souls that had come to join them all. He just shook his head at the idea and sighed.

Suddenly he realized that the scent of another had taken over the scents of the border as the Savant of the pack frowned and grumbled to himself. He hoped that it was just another new packmember that he had yet to meet but this close to the border he didn't believe that he was going to have any luck on that. Atleast Jefferson couldn't say he wasn't attempting to pull his weight now.. though he doubted those would be the words he'd throw to DaVinci, his would probably be more colorful and spoken in a irritated tone. He grinned to himself as he turned toward the border to see just what he'd found this cold winter's day.

The hybrid male watched the relaxed form of the stranger on the border as he studied the figure, wondering just what he was going to have to deal with now. He smirked as he cleared the distance and stood before the mutt as he asked. "What's the story my little friend?" Probably not the best choice of words considering the size of the stronger, but it wasn't like DaVinci cared, this was his pack, not the lazy loner's. Probably just another pathedic sap wanting a free meal or two before heading on their way.


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