this used to be the place i ran towhenever i was in need
of a friend
[size=3]why did it have to end[/size]
Along with the sound of movement, he could smell the scent of blood, though he wasn’t entirely sure of just how fresh it was. He’d called out because it sounded like whoever was there was closer to the pack borders than they needed to be, especially because whoever was there didn’t smell as though they belonged to the pack. He’d called out, basically, to warn them of being closer than they needed to be. Yildun just hoped that it wouldn’t end up being a terrible mistake on his part. He would try to hide the fact that he was blind for as long as possible, but he knew that one look at his eyes would absolutely give him away.
Remaining where he was, he hoped that his face wasn’t visible to the stranger as he listened to the stranger’s movement turning in his direction. “Yildun, Delta of Dragonwatchers,” he responded. “You are quite close to our borders, Vilocity.” He used her name purely because she had given it when he had called out asking who was there. The sightless young male could only hope that this didn’t turn into some sort of confrontation. If it did, he hoped that he’d be able to call out and someone in the pack would be able to respond quickly enough to prevent him from being injured.