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OOC: september 3 he has 2 horses that are completely green, 3 years of age (mustang), both a dusty brown shade (details can be chosen) and a moose
Thoirni had been a great aid on this trip. The shifted male lead the horses and moose, Tharin proudly trotting ahead as they headed down to the warrior pack. The request to show pleasure in the gifts that had been offered had resulted in this parade. Horses, as far as he could tell, were common in the pack, and should be welcomed. The moose was still alive instead of dead, due to Tharin's lack of understanding about what made Aro's deer unique. He thought they would like a live moose, despite the difficulty in catching it.
Reaching the border he lifted his head, a deep call echoing through the pack. His voice was deep, the howl of a pure wolf. There was no changes or inflections from mixed breeds, asking for the attention of the leaders inside this pack. Falling silent he sat down, tail properly lowered, though his ears remained high. He was representing his pack after all, and while he held respect for them, he would not show his pack as weak before another.
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She was one of the newest members of the pack and she had no issues being that new member, it gave her time to get used to things, and time to figure out how to get around the pack lands. The lively female was never far from the borders, unless she was spending time in the walls of her father’s castle. She was actually in the sugar woods, working on her staff work swinging her staff from side to side learning the weight of the long stick. Learning where her balance was with this stick. She knew from what she had been taught that one had to be at peace with them-self then makes time to train. They had to find that one spot in all the world that made them at all ease. No troubling matter that lay upon the heart would help anyone during their personal training time. Hearing the howl the crimson female blinked her eyes a few times, as her ears swilled around upon her red head.
Bringing her staff down to her side the female walked though the forest to the howl, she gave the male a look over with her deep green eyes as she dipped her maw in an informal greeting. ”Sophia Knight, Fiera. How might I help you?”
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A bright eyed red luperci came out of the woods, walking with the aid of a stick. Blinking he stared at it. He'd never seen any luperci do that before. Tharin hadn't even thought of that. If she was using the stick to walk, why didn't she just shift to four legs? Wouldn't that be easier? A nudge from Thoirni snapped him out of his trance, looking back to the female that had spoken. Right, he had to answer her question. He had to be polite. He was representing New Dawn, after all.
Straightening up Tharin smiled warmly, tail swaying behind you. Hi Sophia Knight Fiera. My name is Tharin, a gamma of New Dawn. We've brought gifts for your pack, in thanks for the earlier hospitality shown towards us. He stepped aside, Thoirni moving forwards with the horses and moose. The moose's eyes were wide, jittery. It didn't help that the horses were just as wild, jostling and bumping each other.
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