12-28-2009, 08:24 PM
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 "And you, as well," he said, feeling a little strange that he should be interested in meeting new people in spite of the fact that he was leaving for home this very day. He supposed it wasn't such a long distance for wolves to travel, but he couldn't think of any reason for a wolf like Tayui to ever come as far as Snow-capped Pine, so this was likely to be the last time. She seemed very friendly, more well-mannered than anyone else he'd met so far, though that wasn't to say that anyone had been particularly discourteous since coming here. The only people he'd had trouble with were either Infernians and gang members, and the gang he'd run into had the feel of nomads anyway: he doubted they were from these parts to start with. At her words, his face fell a little, but it was still kindly. "Naw. We came to pay our respects at a graveyard in Phoenix Valley. Our friend Skoll fell in battle in these territories, and it took us a long time to find out, gather everyone up, settle pack business back home and finally arrive." He had no thought that she might have known the yellow warrior...let alone that she could have once upon a time been his pack leader. Shadowed Sun--by his knowledge--had been up north, and Aniwaya had apparently been one of the packs that his company had passed on its way north. Skoll wasn't even remembered in Phoenix Valley, which Jantus had later learned (on a day when Tanya and Nikolov had gone traveling northward) was the northernmost wolf pack still in the territory. He assumed that whomsoever his friend had once known had either moved on, or been killed by the excursions of Inferni. |