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WC:500+
It had only been a couple of days since the stone ceremony for Regner and the pack had been in a bit of a slump with the loss of it’s beloved elder. With Reg gone it left Jazper as the eldest male of the pack, with only Neela matching him in age. To escape the territory for a short while Jazper had made his way into Halifax. He hadn’t really been looking for anything besides a change of scenery. Though he had enjoyed himself he found himself drawn back to the pack quickly enough. Without any Mani and the lack of a Luna the Knight was bound to his pack lands more an ever before. Although he trusted and loved his pack mates the territory needed an authority to make decisions if need be and for the time being he was the only authority.
Only a short while after passing the boarders his ears perked and he turned his direction at Aly’s call. Traveling in his Halfling form the giant Sole made his way towards the making of a hunting party at a lazy jog. He arrived just in time to see Aro’s companion, a slave he had bought off someone and that Jazper assumed Aro was weaning into freedom, glaring at Hadley. The leader was particularly fond and protective of the nervous ex-slave as he had made leaps of progress since joining Casa. With annoyance the Knight placed his large body beside the brown hued carpenter, his golden eyes landing on Aro. It was a silent communication but Jazper knew it was clear that his son still had a lot of work to go when it came to Roath and that he would not tolerate such behavior.
Turning his head past Hadley and towards Aly he simply waited for instruction. This was her hunt and the large coal male was more than happy to allow her to take command, she was a better hunter with her agile body while he struggled due to his mass slowing him down. His body language was dominant but only for the sake of blocking Hadley from feeling intimidated at all from Roath and subconsciously as a display to Aly herself of his power over the other males. He watched her carefully, his golden eyes soft.
He wasn’t completely sure how he felt about the coymix but he certainly wanted to get to know her better. She knew how to take care of herself and had quickly stepped into the role of one the main providers for the pack, a role that Jazper respected as physical protection was available in the masses but with all the large canines they struggled to chase down the amount of prey needed to feed all of the large warriors. With Aly around everyone went to bed with food in their stomachs. Although she was not a motherly figure Jazper admired her ability to provide for his members and enjoyed what had become a routine of flirtatious, sarcastic and teasing chatter.
"Talk."