01-01-2012, 08:32 PM
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The male had only been in the territory for a few days, the scent of the pack strong and fresh. His first self appointed duty had been to add his scent to the territory borders, announcing to his pack mates that he had arrived and was settling into the swing of things. He had spent the first few days following the border, learning the edges of their lands as letting it be known that their numbers were strong. He had yet to find either of the alphas but that didn't worry him, he knew sooner or later he would find them or they would find him.
The silvery male stood back at the first scent marker he had placed upon the lands as a new member, now he was ready to explore the inner reaches of the pack's territory. He wasted no time in tracking and following the scent of a rather plump muskrat, padding quietly along the upper bank of the creek where the creature was grubbing on some sort of fish or water prey. His fangs glittered slightly in the moonlight as he dove down into the chilly waters as his fangs ended the life of the beast in the beat of a heart.
He stood in the ankle deep water a moment before leaping back out of the waters and catching scent of one of the Alphas. He followed the scent of Zalen across the lands and to a small area where it seemed the den was located. He had been carrying the muskrat for a while and his jaws were beginning to ache as the sight of the home grounds shimmered silvery in the lunar light. He sighed softly and dropped the muskrat to the ground as he stretched his aching jaws and let his tongue roll across his lips, trying to remove the oily tang of the creatures pelt from his maw before plopping down next to his kill, wondering just where the rest of the pack was, for he knew he was not the first to arrive.
The male had only been in the territory for a few days, the scent of the pack strong and fresh. His first self appointed duty had been to add his scent to the territory borders, announcing to his pack mates that he had arrived and was settling into the swing of things. He had spent the first few days following the border, learning the edges of their lands as letting it be known that their numbers were strong. He had yet to find either of the alphas but that didn't worry him, he knew sooner or later he would find them or they would find him.
The silvery male stood back at the first scent marker he had placed upon the lands as a new member, now he was ready to explore the inner reaches of the pack's territory. He wasted no time in tracking and following the scent of a rather plump muskrat, padding quietly along the upper bank of the creek where the creature was grubbing on some sort of fish or water prey. His fangs glittered slightly in the moonlight as he dove down into the chilly waters as his fangs ended the life of the beast in the beat of a heart.
He stood in the ankle deep water a moment before leaping back out of the waters and catching scent of one of the Alphas. He followed the scent of Zalen across the lands and to a small area where it seemed the den was located. He had been carrying the muskrat for a while and his jaws were beginning to ache as the sight of the home grounds shimmered silvery in the lunar light. He sighed softly and dropped the muskrat to the ground as he stretched his aching jaws and let his tongue roll across his lips, trying to remove the oily tang of the creatures pelt from his maw before plopping down next to his kill, wondering just where the rest of the pack was, for he knew he was not the first to arrive.