10-27-2008, 06:16 PM
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Only moments after Leland had sounded his call he received an answer. Although Slay’s howl was not as telling to his ancestry as his pelt was, Leland recognized the voice well enough and smiled, glad that the male was in. The wait was not long, not that Leland ever minded waiting (patience was a virtue after all) and soon the black and white creature appeared before him, kind words falling from his lips. The bushy tail of the husky beat on the ground behind him, unsettling dust and fallen leaves behind him. "Hey thar Slay. Glad to see I knew exactly where to find ya!" Leland let out a deep chuckle, Slay’s greeting a nice reminder of what they had spoken about during their last meeting. "Nah, no packmates for me, sir. ‘Though I have been thinkin’ ‘bout it. I have a few ideas yet, we jus’ have to wait to see how they pan out is all." The tribe was seeming more and more appealing, though Leland hadn’t seen DaWali in some time and they weren’t quite settled in. If they did settle in and claim some land for themselves, Leland wouldn’t mind paying them a visit.
Rising to his feet, Leland took a second look around the lands, the buildings from Berwick and Wolfville looming in sight. Aside from Halifax Leland hadn’t seen so many buildings in one place, it was strange to think a pack had settled themselves here. Yet they also had lots of fields, vineyards, even some forest, from what Leland could tell. The best of both worlds for Dahlia de Mai it seemed. "So thus is yar home, huh?" Leland let his odd eyes sweep the land once more, and then grinned at the male. "You’re gonna show me around here, right? Make sure I see all the good sights?" There was probably a lot to see, Leland was always interested in new places, in how others made their homes and lived their lives. It was always nice to have friends from different areas, so that one could visit and adopt their ways for a little while, but always return to their own lives afterwards.
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Only moments after Leland had sounded his call he received an answer. Although Slay’s howl was not as telling to his ancestry as his pelt was, Leland recognized the voice well enough and smiled, glad that the male was in. The wait was not long, not that Leland ever minded waiting (patience was a virtue after all) and soon the black and white creature appeared before him, kind words falling from his lips. The bushy tail of the husky beat on the ground behind him, unsettling dust and fallen leaves behind him. "Hey thar Slay. Glad to see I knew exactly where to find ya!" Leland let out a deep chuckle, Slay’s greeting a nice reminder of what they had spoken about during their last meeting. "Nah, no packmates for me, sir. ‘Though I have been thinkin’ ‘bout it. I have a few ideas yet, we jus’ have to wait to see how they pan out is all." The tribe was seeming more and more appealing, though Leland hadn’t seen DaWali in some time and they weren’t quite settled in. If they did settle in and claim some land for themselves, Leland wouldn’t mind paying them a visit.
Rising to his feet, Leland took a second look around the lands, the buildings from Berwick and Wolfville looming in sight. Aside from Halifax Leland hadn’t seen so many buildings in one place, it was strange to think a pack had settled themselves here. Yet they also had lots of fields, vineyards, even some forest, from what Leland could tell. The best of both worlds for Dahlia de Mai it seemed. "So thus is yar home, huh?" Leland let his odd eyes sweep the land once more, and then grinned at the male. "You’re gonna show me around here, right? Make sure I see all the good sights?" There was probably a lot to see, Leland was always interested in new places, in how others made their homes and lived their lives. It was always nice to have friends from different areas, so that one could visit and adopt their ways for a little while, but always return to their own lives afterwards.
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