Rising Sun Valley these battle scars don't fade

This has become AW for all Creek wolves as per Will's request. Tagging evertone to join in if they so wish -- @Kaskara @Galileo @Dovev @Falwasi @Star @Bazi @Paarthurnax @Kieran @Nefarious @Kaede @Saber

Since his discussion with Paarthurnax and the meeting with the Creek wolves, Scimitar had practically lived upon the borders. The pale Noctisardor Bypass wolf that had gotten through their home previously was still fresh on his mind – and if Shadow had desired malice for the pack when he had sent him, he could only imagine how much more that had grown since his wife had left him, pregnant with their children to a pack he had made more than clear that he despised.

With his growing agitation, the cinnamon regal was done waiting, however. The threat of his nemesis loomed ahead, picking away at his tension.. to a point that the Frostfur wondered if he would erupt. Had it been solely up to him, he would have gathered his warriors – Dovve, Falwasi, Kaskara, Estoc, Saber and perhaps even a few of the new recruits and simply raided the pack until they got the message – thus far, the cinnamon male had done nothing to his enemy, while Shadow had seen fit to harass his members and send interlopers through his lands.

It would be well deserved, but entirely against Paarthurnax’s wishes. And his love for her (entirely as a friend) would not allow him to do such – not unless the bastard kept pushing his limits.

It came as no surprise to him when Shadow’s scent teased at his nostrils, and with a quickened pace, the Creek Alpha came upon the roman – begrudgingly noting that he at least had the decency this time to respect pack borders. His features blanked to a stoical nature – a protective mask that’s settled easily over his features, especially moreso these days as he came to full view before the silver male. His figure was proud, but he did not air a boastful pride at the position his opponent now faced. Scimitar might have been hotheaded, but arrogance, unlike the grey wolf before him, had never fit him well. “I heard you wanted to talk to me,” he began, his tone still and to the point – regardless of how Shadow knew it was him he needed to talk to and not Bazi was beyond Scimitar, but again, the Creek male was not surprised.