J-I got tired of waiting,
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Word count: 412 Hopefully this NPC dance isn't too awkward, as Anselm's more likely to acknowledge Ryan at this point... XD;

In Character

A call sounded from the borders, beckoning him into the wakeful world from his state of light slumber. His red eyes blinked slowly around the gloomy den and the secui rose quickly to his feet. Bracing himself, he shook vigorously as if to dispel any remaining drowsiness before emerging from the den's entrance. He took a moment to orient himself before setting off in a lope. It had originated near the shore, he thought, and the trek would not be very long. He couldn't place the man's identity--the yowl had been like neither the wolf's low melody nor the coyote's rhythmic, pitched yaps.

As he rounded a small hill he caught sight of four figures--once upon a time the horse might have commanded his full attention and intrigue, but here (along with the young woman alongside it) these details hardly registered. The steel-grey man was undoubtedly the one to request his presence, and at another time he might have connected the blue-tinted hybrid as one of Kaena and Gabriel's enemies. The party was fairly sizeable and for a split second he hesitated, black nose wriggling intensely as he considered their purpose here. As soon as he recognised Ryan, of course, caution and contemplation were thrown into the wind.

He issued a happy bark, his black-tipped tail swinging enthusiastically as he navigated his way down the hill with sure-footed speed and grace. He rocked back onto his hind legs as if a dog overjoyed by the return of his master and licked at her cheeks, nuzzling the crook of her neck before planting himself back on the ground just as gently. He retreated backwards a few steps, his red eyes shining merrily despite the exhaustion evident behind them. Boy, are you a sight for sore eyes, he told her, tail continuing to flop excitedly. Been wondering when you'd turn up since Valkyrie drifted on in, he offered with a smile, figuring the young mother would be more concerned with news of her child above all else.

Didn't realise you'd have an entire gang in tow, he said impishly, his eyes shifting as he finally acknowledged the rest of the small crew. The second girl's scent was vaguely familiar, he decided--it was one he'd noticed around the clan months before. With enough effort he might be able to discern the other two canine's explicit identities, but for now he simply waited for someone else to fill in the blanks for him.

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