Whats a little pain?

Frodo Silvertongue · 12-19-2011, 10:28 AM

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Frodo Silvertongue

:> I suspect Zyn has told you the plan for this? =D

The man had spent a couple of days in InH, his days consisting of training from his friend, hunting, and weaving a cloak he planned to gift X'yrin. As the days passed Frodo began to think of himself as a guest in the pack rather than an intruder; he was X'yrin's guest and had been treated as such for the most part. He was still cautious when moving through the claimed territory though, still nervous and put on edge. He had to walk around it to hunt though- everyone had to eat- except this particular time he was not to hunt. For the time being he had already eaten, and X'yrin had referred him to her mate for yet more training. It would be interesting to see if Saluce's technique mimicked her own or if it was terribly different. He would find out either way.

Frodo crouched low when the first scent of someone crossed his curled muzzle. The man orientated his optime self by shaking his cranium rigorously with vigour, and then realised the scent smelt slightly of X'yrin. Perhaps this was the Saluce he was looking for. Perhaps not. But he approached all the same, his tail held low and head also directed to the ground. Eye contact was something he'd not managed to accomplish since being attacked. The boy looked up though, forcing himself to meet gazes this time, and saw a luperci repeatedly attacking a tree. When he watched the stranger wolf finally look down at his shins to see the damage caused, Frodo approached cautiously, his ears flat against his skull. It seemed the man was almost two foot taller than Frodo, and the curly furred 5'8 man felt dwarfed in comparison. His eyes grew wide and he muttered a greeting. Alright, magic man?

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