/ +223The sky was overcast and the wind had picked up; the air was chilled and pregnant with the promise of a cold spring storm. Thunder could be heard over the mountain tops, and the Alpha of New Dawn trotted briskly down from the foot hills, eager to get away from the high places before the rain came. He turned in the direction of the den, but a call came to him. He turned mid-steps, and headed towards the borders.
As he neared, the sky finally broke loose, and large drops began falling from the darkened sky. Zalen sighed, and by the time the caller came into view he was soaked. The ebony male lifted himself from all fours onto his hind legs to be on even level with the stranger. He noted his attire; a cloak, and a sword tied to his waist; Zalen was struck by de ja vu, from the time when Thanatos had joined.
Greetings Zalen said, setting his posture into a dominant stance, You are upon New Dawn’s borders and I am its Alpha. What business do you have here? He was speaking in a brusque tone, perhaps a little harsher then he usually did, but he was somewhat put off by the dark male’s appearance, and the linger pack scent upon him. That, plus the rain didn’t help.
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