485 :: I had to PP the guards a little, hope you don't mind.

He hadn’t been to Halifax since the previous month and arriving there as the sun set caused the dilapidated hume city to look just that much more creepy. He had been bored that night and decided to come here to see if he could find anymore jars or bottles, or perhaps a shiny bauble for Lucia, even though he doubted she would have any interest in such things. All the places he had looked through had been pretty much picked over by previous Luperci scavengers and he now had resided to the fact he probably wouldn’t find much of interest on this night.

Zalen had hoisted himself up onto a small structure of some kind overlooking the pier, he enjoyed this place; the waves crashing softly against the docks, the haunting ring of whatever the hell that round hume floating thing was out there, the lighthouse looming in the distance. Here he had sat for the better part of an hour when movement had caught his eye; another Luperci on the roof of a building not too far away was watching the camping group on the docks. Zalen had noticed their presence but thought nothing of it and had no intentions of making contact, he understood that Luperci refugees from other countries came to Nova Scotia more often than not. However, he had to admit that the demeanor of these seaward travelers was somewhat ominous and he had decided early on to give them a wide birth. However, this Luperci on the rooftop had other ideas and Zalen watched in stunned fascination and the individual moved like death on the wind through the camp killing many before getting himself into a situation from which there was no escape.

The dark male was sure that this assassin would surely be killed at the hands of these pirates and for a moment he was content with just letting sleeping dogs lie and heading back towards Arachnea’s revenge, but instead he felt compelled to help this character. The way he had killed all those wolves, with swiftness and drive, there must have been a reason for it, and no one deserved to die like he was shaping up to be. Making his mind up Zalen silently melted from the building like the darkest shadow and headed towards the docks.

It did not take him long to get there with stealth being his best attribute and had no problem making it past the remaining guards who had since tying up the stranger moved back into a tent where Zalen could hear them talking gruffly in a language he did not understand. He approached the figure, who was tied to a rotting, barnacle encrusted log of the pier, “Psst, hey! You. You alright?” he swiftly moved to the side of the pile he was attached to, his muscular yet lithe form seemingly merging into what little shadow there was there.

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As soon as the tied up wolf acknowledged his presence and need of assistance Zalen got to work. Unsheathing his sharpened claws to their full extent he sliced through the ropes like butter and grabbed the torso of the previously tied man before he fell into the dark waters below. He lifted him onto the dock beside him with a grunt, “You are slightly injured, run east into the city and I will draw them away from you. We will meet in the wooded outskirts and I will do my best to attend to you.” Zalen whispered these instructions quickly, there was no time now chat. Swiftly he moved away from the male and back down the dock and headed west.

He was a good twenty or so yards away from the encampment when the guards exited the tent and called out the alarm that their prisoner was gone. Before giving them a chance to figure out where their prize had headed Zalen let out three loud barks giving away his location. All three figures turned to look at him and start running his direction, swords drawn, but Zalen had already slipped into the shadows of the rubble.

Like a ghost he weaved in and out of twisted metal and concrete, the skeletal remains of the hume city loomed up next to him, then soon fell behind. He could no longer hear their steps behind him and he hoped they had lost his trail. Luckily for him he did not smell of other wolves but of the forest, and therefore would be harder to track. Soon he was outside the city limits, the forest loomed in front of him, tendrils of floral grabbed at breaking asphalt and then absorbed it. Zalen, nearly out of breath, entered into the first line of trees and listened intently for either his rescued friend or the guards.

Word Count 260:: Short and sweet. Told you this would be a quick thread ^_^ Zalen and Drizzt should become more buddy buddy in the future, he needs guy friends. Feel free to do a finishing post, if you wish.

It wasn’t long before his rescued companion finally showed up, Zalen was relieved it was him rather than the guards. The male introduced himself and was grateful for Zalen’s help, Zalen bowed back in response. “I am Zalen. Pleasure to meet you Drizzt. I would love to hear the reason behind your swift and planned executions of those guards.” It was true, Zalen was very impressed by this male’s expertise with the sword, even if he himself thought the use of hume weapons was folly. But obviously Drizzt had been trained, he wore armor that was not of hume manufacture but was in fact made especially for the luperci form. This intrigued him. Zalen was such a naturalistic wolf that these adoptions of hume war ideals was something that fascinated him.

Zalen's olive eyes ran over Drizzt's body, searching for any serious wounds, but could only spot where the ropes had rubbed his wrists raw. It was good to see that he wasn't seriously injured, Zalen did not have much medical skill and would have had to carry Drizzt to safety or call for help had this been the case.

Suddenly, in the distance, Zalen could make out movement in the city and realized that there was at least one more entity heading their way. He’s ears flattened against his skull in annoyance, “But now is not the time. Farewell brother,” he said clasping Drizzt’s forearm, “hope that soon we meet again and you can regale me with your stories.” And with that Zalen sped off silently into the woods.