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Helotes laid silent like a part of the rock of which he was sitting upen, nothing giving him away save the wind carrying the scent of the clove cigarette he was currently smoking, and the glow of said cig. It was a quiet night, and he watched the waves crash upon the beach, the caverns aglow not far off. He wasn’t sure why exactly he had come here this evening, but as the sun started to settle in the sky he believed it might be for peace, in whatever form he could take it. But this peace was not to be, for just as he took the last drag of the spicy cigarette a wolf call rang out; and it was close.
His umber eyes flitted down to the beach, and in the distance he could see the feminine silhouette of a Luperci. He didn’t react in anger, or disdain like he might have in the near past; no, instead his was a reaction of complete non-complacency. Now that he had gained the rank of Hydra, and had trained hard under Halo, he felt as if the cleaning up of trespasser trash was no longer his job. But this wolf had some guts coming this far into Inferni territory. Helotes begrudgingly flicked away the butt of the cigarette, and like a cat crept down through the rocks on all fours, despite his being in Optime.
He hid among the rocks of the beach once he met them, eyeing the female curiously. She was quite becoming, her fur like golden silk, and she had a look on her face like she was waiting for something, something that amused her greatly. Who was this woman? He would soon find out.
A familiar scent then graced his nose, and Zana appeared, in her two-legged form which he so adored. Crouching even lower, he watched as she called out to the female, warning her and calling her… sister? Helotes eyes widened; this wolfess was Zana’s sister? It couldn’t be! They looked so different. But feeling that his curiousity had be satiated, and there was no need to blood shed tonight, Helotes came out from the shadows, bringing himself to his full masculine height; he decided to be political first, "You have some nerve trespassing on our borders, wolfess, sister or not." He gave her his trademark sly grin, giving away that he was not being completely serious.
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