To the corners, just to run

Anatoliy Russo · 06-15-2011, 01:17 AM

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for one person only please <3 Knowing Silas is optional

It had been all about distractions and he figured a visit to his brother would be just what the doctor ordered. He had not seen the man in a terribly long time, and he was aching for family and friendship. But he was sure that Silas was not expecting his litter mate to show up at the borders of his pack. Still, the two were brothers, their blood was the same; their mother and father were the same. Among Rurik's offspring, they were the most related, the closest. Or they once were. They were once so close. But when Anatoliy had joined the kingdom with their father and sister, their visits had dwindled. Inferni and the kingdom were far between, many hours away from each other. Visits would take a long time and they would probably never be only a single day in length. So they grew sporadic. And when Anatoliy found Anann, and then lost her, he had not felt like doing many social things.

He had taken the trip to Inferni with a bottle of vodka in hand, for his brother, if he encountered him. He had kept it in a pack on his back, which he managed to wear in his ungainly Secui form. His entire body was too big and bulky for even him, with his huge height to boot. It was so large but the distance he had covered in it had been far larger than two legs would have brought him. So about an hour from the borders, he changed back, so no one would suspect him of coming to attack. Hopefully none of the patrolling clansmen would see him as a threat and simply lead him to his brother.

The border of skulls came up soon enough, and the Russo gave a howl, well aware his voice was deep and his form more wolf like. But he still had enough coyote blood to belong in this clan. But he did not find this place home. It was getting harder to feel at home here.

Aeron Ganesa · 06-15-2011, 02:59 PM

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Aeron had left her pups with Io after all they were mates and she wanted to be at home today. Aeron needed to check her traps and do a border check. She pulled her white hood down as she looked at the sky. She was enjoying the life she was living now. a few days earlier she had traded some things for two horses a small cart and a goat, oh and nuts just for Aslan.

She stopped tightening a strap on her arm she smiled. The call was one of a shock to her. She knew not the voice it came from and she hoped that she was able to help. Pulling her hood over her face she continued on her path. She would stay calm and deal with things as need be.

golden eyes cast on her path. She had much to do, and she could put it off just to have some fun. She was silent as she slipped closer to the border. She couldn't smell the new comer very well but she also had to battle the fact that the wind was blowing her scent towards him. She had to shift the way she moved as she smiled moving so that she as at an odd angle.

"What do you want here?" she asked as a shadow cast over her face from the hood as she cast glowing golden eyes on him. he was decent looking bt his scent was that of wolves and dogs.

table by the Mentors!

Anatoliy Russo · 06-19-2011, 04:44 PM

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Someone came for him but it was not Silas and it was not someone who looked at all familiar to the hybrid male. It was female, that was obvious enough to him. She wore a hood over her head and it shielded her typical coyote gold eyes from the sunlight above. Naturally she was a coyote to some extent to be in Inferni, though he did not know how much of her blood was coyote and how much was what the Infernians probably believed to be the inferior species. Not that this Russo ever particularly cared about that. He was half 'yote and almost half dog. They did not define him past his colorings and size. So that was probably why he never saw himself living in Inferni with Silas and the rest with their anti-wolf mania. Plenty had wolf blood, like he did, though it was small.

Anatoliy eyed her briefly then focused on her face, face neutral as always. "I just came to visit my brozher Silas. Do you know vhere he is right now?" he asked, to the point. He adjusted the bag over his shoulders, one hand on the strap and the other with a thumb hooked into his pant hem. (He had brought the pair with him in the bag to change into.) "I have not seen him in a long time and zhought zhat a visit vas long overdue and zhat zhis vas a good a time as any."

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