Oh, so nervous... (Joining?)
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Normally DaVinci kept his habits out of the packlands but when the habit was so close at hand and one didn't feel like heading deep into the relic world of the human city who could blame the Savant. Today though he hadn't expected to hear the tunes from the old jukebox blaring away before he'd even approached the entrance to the old bar. The male flicked his ears back and grumbled, wondering just who it was who was causing a ruckus in the building. He could think of one or two packmates that would have no problem raising hell in the bar though he caught no scent of anyone he knew as he stepped through the door, only the scent of someone who didn't really belong this far past the border.

DaVinci let his eyes adjust in the dim darkness and just stared at the stranger a moment before he moved over to the bar and pulled out a bottle of beer before letting his eyes shift over the other male. The Savant of the pack wasn't afraid of the intruder and right now he really didn't think the guy was a threat. Taking a swig of the beer DaVinci tilted the bottle towards the male as he asked. "So, what brings you into our lands.." There were two ways he could handle this but it all depended on just what the male said and did.


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