There's a stranger here,

Ink Trovato · 08-21-2012, 11:38 AM

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The feeling of broken ground under his paws snapped him out of his thoughts. This old road cut through the territory just slightly, making up one of its borders. Though Ink knew this place well enough by now, the old road still held some sense of danger- wide open with no cover except to the sides. No animals could live off the broken ground. No creature could thrive here. His thoughts were once again interrupted by a voice. Dual-colored eyes looked up from the ground to spot a gray male standing on the edge of the road, a few feet away. Ink stopped, suspicion mounting. Why was this stranger past the borders?

Interesting you should say that. I'm not a traveler- this is my pack's territory. He explained casually, hands shifting to his pockets lazily. What brings you to Vinatta, stranger? He wasn't being rude. He was being very polite and controlled- perhapes the wolf didn't notice the scent markings or something. Who knew.

This wolf seemed to be a fighting sort. He carried a weapon and provisions on his back with no mount or partner to help him. As Ink looked him over, he noticed the missing finger and scars. The boy wondered how he'd lost his finger, but decided not to mention it. Blue eyes were cool and steady, hiding from the Trovato secret thoughts. Ink held his guard up, cautious- if this male decided to attack, there would be nothing he could do to defend himself.

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