WC: 569 +5 OOC: Sorry about the length, I had ot make at least one long post today HAHA
Niro was in the process of checking traps… as usual, and as usual he was getting nothing. He sighed, his second to last trap was empty, he didn’t figure that it would be anything but, as it was freezing out and he didn’t know the migratory habits of all the raptors that lived here, he would have to document it. For now he would just have to check his last trap. Moving along the invisible path he couldn’t help but wish that he had not gotten injured in the most important time of year for a falconer, especially someone as new as he was at it. Tobias was finally warming up to the young man, but he was still as wild as he’d been when Niro had caught him. He was now letting him sleep where he wanted in the stables, and figured the bird would soon enough fly away on his own. But he hadn’t and since he had not, Niro had kept up with the birds training. Though Tobias did it very grudgingly. Niro didn’t blame the bird, he was a stubborn little thing. Marahute on the other hand, she was easy to teach, quick to pick up on things, and in all words, better of the two birds. That was probably because Niro had acquired her as an egg. She grew up thinking Niro as a parent and not just a wolf. Though she knew the difference, he was sure Tobias had already pounded it in her head.
He was about to come up to the cage that could possibly hold a bird for him, when he heard a howl, it wasn’t one that was in danger, nor angry, but a greeting to fellow pack members. Niro had not heard this voice before, so he went to chack the trap, the cage was empty except for the live rabbit that was shivering. Niro tossed in some hay for the poor scared rabbit. It had lived another day, but how long before it would be taken by a predator and get trapped itself? Niro didn’t know. Hurrying on his way he wished he’d at least caught something. He found the caller sitting by a willow tree, devoid of all its leaves, so it looked like a skeletal being. Niro couldn’t tell who this wolf was, was he new? The smell that came to him, told him otherwise, pack scent was all over him, and his own scent had been mingled in with the pack, so he had to have been here some time now. Niro’s mind frowned, how could he not know this man? He’d made it his business to know all the members… or tried to, though his main business was with the puppies and teaching them and helping them grow to be strong while their parents were away, he was still one of the higher ranks, he was not a part of the court nor did he wish to be, but he still had a responsibility.
Good day, I heard your call. My name is Niro Takekuro.
He said, giving the man a friendly smile, he would get to know this man now, and it made him more determined to find anyone else he had not met and get to know them. Niro was a pretty nice wolf and though he had some social issues due to his past, he was a fairly friendly wolf.
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