Octavius had been hunting when the pain filled how reached his ears. Head snapping up, he listened to the end notes as it died off, trying to figure out which direction the sound had come from. It was on Anathema land, that was for sure. He was only a half mile from the caves, and the howl had been almost loud. Someone in his pack was hurting…he had to go see what was wrong!
Grabbing the two rabbits he’d killed in his jaws, he jumped into a run, all four paws hitting the ground in a fast pitter patter that made not a sound on the forest ground. The white boy was already large in his wolf form, but the secui shape he was currently in made him look like a hulking beast. Warring scents hit his nose at the same time, that of a female and then a male…and blood, the smell of blood was very strong. Octa broke through some bushes and came upon the small cabin, taking in the framework with curiosity before getting closer.
The rabbits were dropped to the ground near the door and he let out a soft yip, trying to let the person inside know that he was there without scaring them. Hello? Who is in there!? What’s wrong…why does this place smell like blood? The boy puffed up a bit, letting his hackles rise to make himself look more threatening just in case someone tried to come fight him.
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