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aw- envoy thread

POSTED: Sun Jun 10, 2018 10:38 am

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There wasn't much to do save for patrolling. While the coyotes were overly friendly, they weren't aggressive either and there was only so much the group of five could talk about while huddled around a campfire. Part of him wondered why he hadn't just gone and picked the envoy to that other pack, the new one, Misty Vale or something. He'd have put money on his compatriots down south having beds to sleep and a roof over their heads. It wasn't as if he wasn't used to roughing it, in fact, he actually found camping to be quite enjoyable. It was simply the inaction of patrolling to be tiresome. The coyotes probably had reason to refuse to allow the wolves into their land, Mads didn't deny that, though he'd not heard of the reasons for it, but they could've at least sent someone out to hang with the envoy... Someone to spar with at least!

It was late evening when the Dane set out to patrol again, the crazy woman headed in one direction and he the other. Moon Moon at least was a great source of entertainment. Mads never knew was genre of insanity she was apt to peddle at any given time and that made for the most amusing moments of his entire life, never mind the entire trip.

Rødhest lazily cut through the tall grass, often swooping his great, curly neck down to grab a mouthful. Mads let him, the air was cool, but not cold, the stars were beginning to shine and the crickets were chirping below them. It was a nice night after all.

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POSTED: Thu Jun 14, 2018 4:54 pm

They slipped out of Inferni under the cover of darkness, one slinking along on four legs while the other lurked along on two. As quietly as they could, they padded across the terrain. Green though it now was, the scars of an ancient disaster preserved the horrible memory of smoke and heat and fire. "You sure he gone this way?" said the hushed voice of the Lupus-shaped shadow.

"Of course I'm sure," replied the other in a similarly hushed whisper. "Jeez, can't ya smell him?"

There was a clipped click of his tongue against his teeth and the reflection of the moonlight catching in her eyes revealed the flash of a look she shot him. He fell silent, she turned ahead, and together the pair crept on through the night in search of their quarry, intent on fulfilling their singular, mutual goal: to razz their visitors and have a little fun.

"There," the female figure whispered, pointing ahead at the grazing horse.

"That ain't no canine, Niña," the Lupus male shot back quietly, dodging the elbow she tried to prod him with. "That's a horse." His eyes scanned the scenery for the Sapien.

"I know what a stupid horse is, dummy," she hissed back. "I just mean that he's gotta be around here somewhere if THAT thing is hanging around."

"Uh-huh," the Lupus-shaped coyote replied doubtfully through a toothy grin, careful to step out of her reach before he continued. "You were prolly smellin' the horse the whole time."

The little coydog shot her companion a look of sheer unamusement, though her lips twitched upwards despite herself. "You're gonna feel real dumb when I find this guy," she promised, turning her eyes away from him to continued her search for the dark Sapien they sought.

OOC: feel free to have Mads sneak up on them, or scare them some other way, or whatever. I'm good with anything minor like that. :D

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POSTED: Mon Jun 18, 2018 4:12 pm

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It was the snappy whispers that alerted him to the presence of another couple of souls in the very same vicinity as he was. With a nose full of joint smoke he was unable to sniff them out immediately, but upon hearing them he snuffed out the joint on a nearby tree and waited a while for the smoke to drift away on the weak breeze.

It was with an uncharacteristic grace that he moved through the brush, careful not to jostle the grass too much and betray his position. Luckily for the dark male, the repetitive chirp of the crickets underfoot did a good job of masking the sound. More bickering followed and Mads was quick to zero in on the direction it was coming from. With a wide grin on his face, he crept closer and closer behind them, eager to have his own fun. He stopped just short of them, coming up to rest at the base of a tree with a wide, flat canopy.

'Or maybe y'er gonna feel real dumb when th'guy finds you.'

Casually, he lit another joint, taking a deep drag of it before flicking ash onto the ground.

'Sure hope you guys ain't scouts, 'cause y' not doin' too well with i' by th' looks 'uh things...'

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