Wait...weren't we friends?

Ty Trenton Nasphrite · 03-21-2011, 03:58 AM

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For Sankara! WC: 319

Ty was out and about on pack lands, patrolling the borders with his usual calm demeanor on his face. However, today, he was carrying a sack with him, a rather large sack to be precise. The day before, Ty had laid some traps out for things like rabbits and squirrels to fall into and die, providing some extra meat for the wolves of the pack, which they sorely needed. The pack's food supply all but vanished when the snowstorm hit not too long ago, and Ty was doing what he could to keep the food stores with something until full on spring came. So far he had bagged a few hares and one or two squirrels, but it wasn't enough to keep them going for long.

However, Ty's pursuit of his traps came to a stop when he noticed some wolf tracks in his path. Normally Ty would not worry about tracks, but he was currently on the borders of Phoenix Valley, and the tracks were coming from beyond those borders. There was a wolf who had recently come into the packlands. Surely the wolf had not gotten far, but the fact they did not wait at the borders troubled him, was it Lucifer again? Was it some other monster? Or did someone just forget to mention they had left the pack for a bit? Regardless, Ty took it upon himself to check it out.

Leaving the sack within a bush for him to pick up later, Ty crept off after the footprints, his usual approach to following a foreign wolf. He always liked to survey a wolf from afar before he tried to confront them, so he could give them an attitude that would best suit them, making sure if they were friendly or hostile that he would always act accordingly. However, he couldn't shrug off the feeling that the scent he got from the footprints was familiar.

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