Strength in Numbers
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The silvery hued male had been hunting outside the pack lands this day, he had wanted to explore again, growing weary of never knowing his place and duties. It always seemed appreciated when he showed his submission to the elder pack mates but the very lax method of things here still bothered him. It was as close as he could come to the pack life he was accustom to but it was not everything he dreamed of. He carried a plump rabbit in his maw as he brooded over these thoughts, continuing his even pace towards the pack's ground when the call was heard. He frowned to himself and at first ignored the call, it wasn't for him after all..but curiosity soon worked his mind into a frantic, wondering why a stranger, a loner by the scent, was calling to ones of Crimson Dreams. He wasn't certain of how things really went around here but associating with loners so close to the pack lands was dangerous in it's own ways.

Finally the worse ideas got the best of him and the newly made member of Crimson Dreams padded off into the rocky outcropping, looking to end the mystery and find out just what this loner was doing so near the borders..and just what his own pack mates had to do with a loner as well. It didn't take him long to find the male, the burly silvery male from Crimson Dreams dropped his kill between them and sat back on his haunches, his muscles rippling under his fur as he studied the male. "What is the meaning of this..." he asked, curiosity needing to be dealt with, but a protective aire for the pack as well was at hand as he waited for the answers to questions, some he hadn't even asked yet..


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