[ Post a Response | Wind Gale Pack ]
Posted by WindRacer on January 28, 2007, 11:56 pm, in reply to "...Watch..." The wolf-dog rose swiftly to his feet, turning to face the nearing creature, regarding her with suspecion and unease. Standing, the marks on his pelt that spoke of his former battles were obvious. Several scars broke over his brindle-coat, and his left eye was blinded and white, courtesy of his cousins. His right ear was also in tatters, that particular wound earned at the teeth of the alpha herself. But it was none of these visible wounds which brought about his wariness...but the fact that a dragon had already been his death once...a dragon that he himself had raised. The incident had left him with a dislike of the large lizard-like animals...and the fact that the one who was approaching now had saliva dribbling from her mouth only heightened his discomfort. "What do you want?" The wolf-dog asked brusquely, not bothering with pleasantries. Retreat was an option to the wolf-dog, though one that left a bitter taste in his mouth, and he was not ready to admit defeat when a battle was uncertain. Besides, had he not intended to help protect this pack...or rather, his mother, for in truth he held no loyalty to this land. This dragon could very well be a member of the band who were waging war upon the mountain...and if so, then it was his responsibility to end its advance here...even if that seemed an impossible task.
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He may not have noticed the dragon upon his return to the borders of the pack, for a myriad of foreign smells greeted him here...but the moment she moved, he was aware of her presence.
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