a cloudy day at HQ

[Leroy]

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The black and white husky hasn't spent much time at his own cabin lately, after Svara left he hasn't felt like being around their house. Leroy wasn't sure how to feel when he heard she was leaving, the thought brought a tight feeling into his chest though Leroy had to quickly put it out of his mind. Thinking about it makes him annoyed but Leroy can't blame her for what she wants to do. Or needs to do. Yes it had to push it out of mind because if she was going she was going, Leroy had made this his home and now more then ever his instinct for leading are in play.


So two were gone from the six that started out here, Firefly, whom they had their one night was now gone, and Svara who Leroy was done so much for has now gone out again. Blinking Leroy was determined to find out which Members were able to do what, and to the best of his ability keep the remaining and newer pack members closer. It can be amusing how one thing can impact the way a person to change their way of thinking. The rain was little today, though the slight flooding for the day before made the ground muddy around the large building. Red eyes looked up and down the hard walls of the Chien Hotel that seemed to have held up great to the weather, ears shifted slightly with a each small distant crack of thunder. "Where the hell is everyone.." The black and white male moved quietly towards the front of their home base, each step his paws sinking into the soggy ground as it changed to a hard rock pathway in the front of the Chien. Leroy's claws clicked on the hard rock as he moved under the over hanging roof that shielded the door from the water. Taking a quick breath the male let out a low long howl that could be heard by any near by members, though not all of them but he intended to find jobs for people.

[Vigilante Haskel]

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The large building was not something he had spent much time near, having found a small rotting house - actually, it could probably be called a box that was falling in on him - just a little ways outside of the pack lands that he had spent some time in, although he spent most of his time out in the open in the pack lands. He did want a house of his own, or something similar, but he did not know how to go about finding or building one. Vigilante had seen some houses built in the area, including one in this pack, but he did not know who had built it. Otherwise, he might have considered seeking help for such a thing.

It wasn't as if he had anyone to share the house with, though, so it may have been very lonely. His thoughts drifted to the many females he had met in the area and whether they were seemingly interested in him. Though he was trying not to focus entirely on finding a mate, he still could not help but wonder about the ones he had met so far, both within his pack and outside. For the first time in a while, he was in his lupus form, not his optime form, which he had grown to like even more now that it wasn't used for killing. He had been in this form when he had met Adelaida, but as far as he could remember, that was the last time.

He was not far from the source of the howl that rose in the air, strong and demanding, so out of curiousity, the malamute-shepherd mutt trotted towards the sound, coming across the husky quickly. That was a surprise. Aside from little Mael and Jacquez, everyone he had met thus far was a wolf. "Hello there. Looking for anyone in particular, or will just anyone do?" he inquired, approaching at an easy gait. The strange pack member did not seem particularly happy, but the call hadn't specified anyone, so Vigilante hoped he was welcome.

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[Leroy]

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The light rain wasn't annoying but after a few weeks,months, it can get oldin Leroy's eyes. Letting out a breath of air that he seemed to have been holding in since the day started, it sounds some what like a sigh but in any case it was replaced with another. Moving his head the black and white male looked at the large doors of the hotel, his red eyes scanning over the every workings of it. Just as he had done with the building as well the large metal fence surrounding the area.

Moving his claws clicked as he sniffed at the door, ears listening past the rain for any members that would head his way. It smells of spices and odd scents that Leroy has smelled once or twice, though no trace of Jac seems to be here. Where ever their leader has ran off to is beyond Leroy, maybe it is a good thing that he is doing this.
With a twist of his ear the hybrid turned away from the door to see, to his surpise, another dog like mix. For a slight second he let his surpise get him, he has only seen a few others but then it was gone. They are after all the pack of misfits.

Leroy's face remained the same as he listened to the males words, ears leaning forward as he looked over the new face to their pack. Patterned body moved as he turned more facing the Vig, his red eyes looking at the other male as his own deep,smooth voice left his throat. It wasn't annoyed but woundering. "Anyone new, or those who don't have a job or duty." Pausing Leroy lowered himself to a sit, he was tired and right he felt great to him. "I'm taking it either Jac or Svara accepted you cause I haven't seen you before, I'm Leroy. "

[Vigilante Haskel]

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Well, he supposed that he fit that description easily, since he had not met this black and white male, and he did not have a job or duty within the pack yet. Nodding his assent, Vigilante wondered briefly if Svara wasn't the little scarred female. He had not seen her since he had joined, but he supposed she was probably at the pack party. Regardless, he still did not know her name, and it was still something he was curious to know. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Leroy. I am Vigilante. Jacquez accepted me a while ago, yes. Someone else was there - a scarred little red female - but she did not stay long, and did not introduce herself. I suppose this might have been Svara?" Assumptions could be dangerous, but it was a good way to ask this male of the scarred female's name.

Reclining so as to not make this meeting an awkward situation of standing across from one who was already sitting, Vigilante studied the male's appearance and behavior. "I don't have a job within the pack yet, although I would like something to do to prove my usefulness to the pack." His body relaxed, though he did not know what, exactly, Leroy would want him to do if he was interested in earning something to do within the pack. He wanted to be able to be useful, and to work and do something worthwhile that he could proudly tell someone if they were curious. Being a vigilante was not something he could proudly tell someone, but if he earned a job within the pack, he could proudly tell about that.

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