02-19-2009, 05:59 PM
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OOC: Has some fail  Lubomir kept coughing all the way inside. It was so dark he had to pause a few seconds to let his eyes adjust. The smell of stranger was stronger here, perhaps because the wind couldn't disspell it so quickly. A female, though she carried no particular pack scent. That eased his mind somewhat, as the last thing he wanted to run into there was Inferni. Why they would even raid a farm was beyond him, but there were a few things here that could potentially be used as weapons. Would there be another war? He doubted it. So far, nothing of note had happened between the two packs and there was no reason to believe otherwise. The sound of smashed glass set him on edge and he tensed slightly, ready to run if need be. It wasn't exactly the bravest course of action, but it would have to do. The voice that called back to him was female, definitely, and slightly foreign. He couldn't quite place it and now was probably not the time to try, either. "I mean no harm. Please come out." His own voice shook and he tried not to curse too loudly. This was really not going to be good, was it? |