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His stalking was halted as an unfamiliar scent passed through his nostrils - an odour he'd never come across before. What was it? The Svartell child could not help the wave of curiosity that washed over him, the sudden desire to discover what this strange creature was the only thing on his mind. That... was how bored he was. Ordinarily he wouldn't have given a damn what the thing was, but exploring a territory he cared nothing for was not high on his priority list.

It seemed, however, that he did not have to seek out the source of the scent, for it appeared right in front of him, lumbering through the snow without passing him a single glance. Aries, slightly intrigued, followed silently behind the creature. He was glad that he had trained his paw steps to be unbelievably quiet, for as a training assassin it would be necessary. Now... time to see how long he could trail it, small smirk on his maw, before it turned around and hissed at him.