OOC: Im sorry this took so long… and this is such a crappy post <3 promise next one will be better!!
Shawchert was finishing up one last round of the borders before he took himself to bed. He heard the trinkets before he saw the wolf, and he also saw the porcupine that she was following, he watched quietly as she moved onto his land, a low grumble in his throat, but he held off, waiting… she wasn’t hit by the thing, though he honestly thought she should have been, but he tried to make himself see the positive… she had been preoccupied when she entered his lands… she seemed to realize something, though she didn’t make a move. Shawchert grumbled again.
You have crossed my borders.
A serious voice in his throat… if it were anything else… like a male he’d have just chased him off, but as it was, Shaw was soft on the ladies, and he gave them the benefit of the doubt, though he’d get no friendlier with her… for now. He wasn’t even about to introduce himself either, his blue eyes stared at the bejeweled animal, and waited for her response.
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