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Maybe he had acted too quickly, bringing with such a fresh member. Dahlia was growing, strong and healthy. Only Windseeker seemed to be a somewhat weak link, if the rumors about her eyes were true. However, he knew such handicaps only strengthened other senses. Besides, the ghostly pack member’s feathery pet could prove to be quite useful. He wanted Windseeker as a scout under his command, he wanted the services of her bird. Valuable information about territory, dens and more information in general about the Inferni pack was something he wanted. Needed. If the skull of the wolf made the ebony female shaky, she hid it relatively well. She spoke and revealed her feeling about this. He understood, and he appreciated the unmasked honesty in her words. He tried to place a calming smile upon his lips, trying to quietly soothe her.
Trouble, I suppose. His grin widened, but he resisted the harsh laugh that begged to be freed. The blue gaze was pointed to the rocky territory and he inhaled sharply, letting it seep out again in a low hiss, thinking. His body was restless, that was the issue. He should have had asked Wind to assist right away, but he had put it on hold for some unknown reason. This would also be a test for one of the freshest pack members. He had no use for wolves that ran with their tail between their legs merely because the grass was not green enough. The grass was yellow and dead, everywhere. These things he knew, because he was rotten inside. He crossed the invisible borders and turned into an intruder, padding past the head of his kind.
For some reason I believe they picked these lands in case hostility would rise. From first impressions, it would be foolish to invade these lands blindly if it ever went that far. It was unknown if he talked to Kol or simply himself. It was never good to know,. He half-heartedly decided his words had been most directed to the night kissed female by his side. What is your opinion, Kol? Every bit of opinions and thoughts could and would be of value. He grinned at himself. Not too far from this spot, he had created his masterpiece of art. He understood their anger, of course, but they should also understand him. The other packs did not want to understand. None did. However, Dahlia had stayed loyal to him, even though he was the one that had brought the war upon them, before he even had joined this pack. Everything happened for a reason.
He did not know how much the rest of the pack knew either, but there were many of them that had a thorn in their side when it came to coyotes. He himself did not care very much in truth. Both factions were canines, and most of Inferni consisted of haflings, where the beings had made a decision and stood up for it when it came to wolf x coyote faction. He admired that. |
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