OOC here!
A voice called out from somewhere. An unknown voice, bordering on childhood by the sounds of it. Chishio huffed allowing his fur to puff up more. He wasn't tall, average perhaps, but he had weight and strength on his side so he was never too bothered about confrontations. He would be taller to the eye if he didn't crouch or put weight on his thighs so much. Again he didn't care, he did as he pleased.
The grey male crept along with a dastardly smile written on his face. It was almost sickening, the amount of glee he got from terrorising others. He ascended a partly broken wall, resting upon a roof as he watched the tawny boy search for him. He spoke, wiggling backwards out of sight, 'No... He deliberately made his voice deeper, perhaps too much. He had never been good at acting.
This child was entertaining. Ever so jumpy, needing to be defensive and prove his strength. Just like that asshole back near that other pack. He pondered for a moment if they were of the same pack but a quick sniff told his otherwise. He didn't remember this male's scent from anywhere, nor the scent of his home land or family. Everything was unfamiliar.
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