Setting out
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He was definately from the desert. His accent made that clear, as well as his coat's color. It can't be helped that the dog took him seriously. At least, that's what Lukos thought. But how did he sneak up like that? Lukos thought. Lukos prided himself in being the most silent and observant in his pack, although his lax pack members didn't prove to be much of a challenge. That tends to happen in a backwater fishing pack.

Lukos was a hunter, not a fisher, but a few traits rubbed off on him that helped with hunting. But this dog is on a different level than the meager prey Lukos hunted. Not that the dog was prey, of course. Lukos thought for a while, and came to a conclusion of how the desert dog did it. The rain from the storm washed the dog's smell away, and it also was louder than his footsteps. The dog himself was pretty quiet when walking. Lukos wondered if anyone from his old pack could do that.....

His old pack was probably eating fish again. Lukos was the only hunter who could actually hunt, and everyone else in the packjust fished and gathered berries. Well they weren't really a pack. More like a group of loners banded together. They weren't an official pack. Yet. But why was the dog here? And is he alone?


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