ooc: Form: Lupus, sorry for the delay!
Twas not normal that X'ies ventured this far from home. But the male was at times curious as to what lay beyond the shadows of the mountain. Today he found himself captivated by the hint of salt in the air. It helped to clear the lungs and the mind. The mountain was a place of solitude, there his thoughts were calmed by the sound of the wind whistling past the crags and rocks. Here however there were other sounds that were relaxing him to an equal measure. Mother nature had her own lullabies. His relaxation however was brief as the scent of blood stained the once calm haze of his mind, changing it into curiosity and perhaps a hint of worry. The grey wolf stood and followed the scent until he came across another of their kind. The man was strong, large...powerful. But one thing that X'ies noticed was that he was cutting upon himself.
X'ies had heard of some wolves doing this, causing themselves pain. Some even going as far as to end their own lives. In some ways this methodology came into the Lambda teachings. Physical pain would cause one to ignore psychological, the same worked vice versa when applied. He knew that they were effective methods for an integrator to utilize in his craft. But for a wolf to do it to themselves...he had never understood it. The Nomads often looked down upon overt displays of emotion, and this so programmed into them meant that X'ies could not comprehend the kind of mental trauma it would take to cause a wolf to do this. It appeared that this one was large, his body was strong...but his mind and heart were weak. Or at least...so his actions indicated.
"..Careful friend, the blood might attract predators....or may-hap that is the idea?...do you hunt prey so dangerous that it requires such bait? for truly I do not understand your actions otherwise".