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Not that it matters (no edits necessary to your post) but Dra wouldn't disguise her scent just now, as she wasn't planning on leaving Salsola. ^_^ Just a heads up. <3
Draugr is by me!
The drab-hued youth watched the strange man in his mask with curiosity and suspicion both written across her face. Dra desperately wished someone else of the pack would come along -- she did not know what the hell she was doing out here on the borders. She did not know which questions to ask, and she did not know what to expect from this masked stranger and his sheep. The fluffy thing seemed rather docile, but perhaps that was simply how sheep were -- the herds within Salsola were much the same, easy-going creatures until provoked.
Suddenly, he turned to face her. Dra only caught herself halfway through the jerk of surprise, and watched with more suspicion than curiosity as he stood, leaning heavily upon the wooden stick to do so. His approach, however, did not cause her to step back -- she held her ground, as some deeply buried instinct bade her. Her pack's land was just behind her, and she was bound to protect those within it. He stopped, however, just as Draugr prepared herself to command him to stop, and launched into a queer bow.
His words confused her even more, and she gaped at him for a moment with confusion apparent on her face. You don't wish us harm? she asked, her voice shakier than she might have liked. Your face, she breathed, still fighting the urge to step back and away from the masked stranger. I didn't know what to think, she admitted, somewhat ashamed of herself now. The still-damp toes on her left foot dug into the earth, claws burrowing into the ground as Draugr herself wished to do just now.
It's a mask, Draugr, called a voice from behind. Draugr turned quickly, ears raised. She had known it was a mask, but she had not known what was underneath -- she was preparing to respond in such fashion when her ears flattened as she realized it was The Auxiliary who had spoken. The drab brown youth's panic increased ten-fold, and she stepped back now, dipping her head low to the sable-hued woman now making her way toward the pair. She was quite close, and Dra could almost smell the sadness radiating from her.
Who is this? the dark woman inquired, her chartreuse eyes focused on Dra rather than the stranger. For her part, the Bambino could only frown and shake her head, purple eyes averted from her sub-leader. Ah, was all the dark woman said to Dra, turning her gaze pointedly toward the stranger. She lifted both brows as if in prompt to him.
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