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Takes place just before Fireside.

Word Count :: +438


Regner plodded happily through the snow, his hefty frame causing him to break through the crusted surface unlike lighter wolves, but also providing him with the strength to wade through it without undue effort.


What was unusual was that the scarred old dog was currently in his Secui form, a form he usually reserved for sleeping and lazing about. Recently Adelle had been displaying an interest in learning how to fight, pestering her grandfather insistently about the subject. Since Adelle had been doing well with her speaking, both Danish and English, Regner had decided to accommodate her and had brought the puppy out into the woods.


Even with Adelle's recent growth spurt, which put the puppy at nearly double the size for a puppy her age, the size difference between the two was laughable and any serious training was impossible. Nonetheless Regner had spent a while play fighting with his granddaughter, though it was likely that she had learned little if anything from it both of them had enjoyed the experience so Regner considered it a success; he had had little to do the past two weeks beyond tending to Adelle and it did him some good to get himself a little more active.


Regner was pleased to find that when it came to physical exercise he could still outlast his granddaughter, even if only just managing to do so. His current walk was taking him back towards Kingsbury, the village just looming out of the trees now. Adelle was curled up on his back, the puppy having wedged herself into the thick, wiry fur that ridged Regner's back in his Secui form, and was currently dozing, her eyes lazily wandering the landscape as Regner passed it by.


Regner's tail began to wag as Kingbury came better into view, drifting lazily from side to side as he considered his new home. While Regner found the inactive lifestyle he had been forced to adopt to account for his own infirmities and to take care of Adelle stifling he did like his new home, the stone walls providing exactly the sense of security he had been looking to provide to Adelle.


A long yawn ripped itself from Regner's throat, displaying an impressive set of teeth to anybody who cared to look, and the elderly hybrid found himself looking forward to getting home not only for Adelle but for himself, making plans to retire either to his home of to the fireplace that he had taken to haunting recently, resting in front of the warm flames. As much as Regner would like to deny it playing with Adelle had tired him out, at 12 years old he wasn't as young as he used to be anymore.


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Gunnar's a Stalker. XD



♦ only fools rush in ♦


He'd been tracking something, someone, for nearly a quarter hour now. The scent was that of a male and a pup, two he didn't know personally. The wolfdog had been tracing the borders when he'd come across a slight hint of it, and ever since, he'd been following them. Apparently, he didn't just do that to his mate, Fia...

He had his reasons for 'stalking' his packmates on occasion. Sometimes to meet them and sometimes to make sure they weren't up to no good. Most of the time, though, it was out of boredom. The pack life he lived was a lazy one, with no need to constantly hunt and travel. He had so little to worry about now that he'd contented himself with tracking things at random or snuggling up with Fia beside the fireplace. He'd grown just a touch lazy, though he kept up with his training and practicing.

The pair he'd been tracking was a gold-and-black furred old man and apparently his grand-daughter. Their names were as of yet unknown to the much, much younger 'stalker', but he didn't much care anyway. Instead, he kept at a distance, memorizing their scents for later recognition.

Eventually, he grew bored of tracking them. As he usually did at that point, he leapt up and ran to catch up, barking out a quiet 'hello', as not to wake the pup.

That was the last thing he wanted to do. Pups were dangerous, crafty creatures with a habit of asking far too many questions.

"You look tired. Would you like a hand, sir?" As long as the child didn't wake up fully, he'd be fine. He'd even carry her if the old man asked it. Gunnar was a rogue at heart, but he knew better than to say no to an elder, especially one with gray around the muzzle; that usually meant they had years and years of experience and tales, which meant plenty of chances to learn something new.



credit: stalk me redneck at caution



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Is Gunnar Lupus, Secui or Optime? Sorry short post.

Word Count :: +252


A voice from behind shook Regner out of his thoughts and he turned to see a black furred dog bounding towards him, barking a greeting. Regner responded with a slow nod, following this up with a quiet, "Greetings." when the stranger had gotten closer.


Help was offered but Regner shook his head slowly letting out a low rumble, "I am fine thank you. Adelle is lighter than she looks, fluffy fur." Regner shook his head again, displaying his own matching fur. That being said Adelle was still fairly heavy for a puppy her age, just Regner's pride prevented him from revealing this fact.


Regner took a moment to examine the stranger, his nose taking in the scent that he was rapidly coming to associate as the Cavalieri scent, his eyes taking in the shaggy black fur and scars. Regner kept his stare steady and his voice silent before he let out a quiet grunt and spoke. "My name is Regner, might I ask yours?" While Regner had no intention of accepting help with a task as simple as carrying his granddaughter he had no problems with taking a conversation with a packmate as an excuse to have a rest. Up on his back Adelle let out a quiet yawn and stirred, blue eyes blinking blearily as she looked around, her sleepy gaze becoming alert and curious as she noticed the new canine, though look was all she did for now, tired and unwilling to dig herself out of her comfortable perch.


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