Ravensblood Forest I Will Walk 500 More!

ravensblood is quiet and samothes still has half a mind to chase that disastrous sibling of his down. samothes hasn't a clue what her plans are but they cannot be good and knowing she is near but not where is making him a bit restless. he's never enjoyed hide and seek is the thing. and despite her claims to the contrary he knows she is up to some terrible thing.

don't get him wrong, it's not that he desires to stop whatever it is she's doing, he just doesn't want to be caught up in it. 

the scholar stalks the forest, hoping for some sight of his few and far between pack mates without success, when a howl thankfully breaks the monotony. he's quick to arrive, taking in the sight of the handsome man with a slow spreading smirk. samaantine's scent on his fur doesn't register, hidden by the enticing smell of salt water. (actually, it briefly reminds him of thelxiope, but the thought doesn't linger.)

"looking for something?" samothes intones, lifting an eyebrow. perhaps he could use a distraction.