Night was upon the Cavaleri land and the dark Knight lazily lay in front of the Courthouse. It was the good sort of life when a leader could calmly look out at the stars under the night sky without worry. His children were all old enough to take care of themselves, his pack was growing, and thoughts of Ghita and his old life were slowly slipping away. He could get use to these lands and his new friends and pack mates. Anann and him remained busy most days but it was nice to just lay around for once. Enzo had wandered off a couple days ago but the warrior wasn’t concerned for his boy. Lorenzo was a large wolf and quick on his feet, more than able to defend himself and young adults often wandered from their homes for days at a time. Heck, he still enjoyed hiding out in Halifax for a couple days at a time.
His relaxation was suddenly startled by a loud cry from his boarders. Instinctively the Knight recognized the call as one of anger and hatred, not the call you wanted at your boarders. A snarl escaped his lips as he rose to his four paws and began to run quickly across the lightly snow covered floor. The call was clearly for him and Fenris knew he was ready to take on whoever dare howl for him in such a manner. This was his pack, his lands that he had worked to take hold of, every member was loyal to him and Anann and no one would take it from him.
Large paws carried him as rapidly as his large body would allow towards the source. Instantly he recognized the scent of his son but another was mixed in. Horror and anger overcame the beast as he charged forward brain searching and hoping his Enzo would be untouched. Bursting through the trees he spotted his sons body, golden eyes looking for another as his teeth clicked together aggressively. At first there seemed to be no one there besides Lorenzo but upon closer examination Jazper noted a small female hidden under his sons large body.
Almost as quickly as the large warrior had appeared his body language began to shift. There before him was his son and a cowering girl, both roughed up. His boy was stained with blood and his hackles were raised in a dominant manner. Instinctively the alpha wanted to hiss at the aggressive body language of his large son, had he not been the one to call so full of anger and hate for his father? Ears flickered back and forth, wanting to fold in confusion and hurt but at the same standing up on edge out of instinct. His tail remained raised though his fur smoothed down and his lips covered his teeth. At last his concern for his boy over came the instinctive dominance and he moved forward, his nose lightly nudging the brown hued male, Enzo, what’s happened? Who did this to you? He insisted, voice rising out of confusion and urgency. Who is this?
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