the earth lumbers on

Apologies for joining the party late (ﾟAﾟ;)

The lake had called to him, an a way, and wasted no time drawing the argent boy towards it. He'd been there before, a few times actually, and was curious of it. The winter plants should be starting to bloom by now, and he was ready to try and find them, despite the fact he was alone. He decided on finding the plants first—if there were any yet—and then making note of where they were so he could return to them later. However, none of that happened. A howl had pierced through the air, calling for the young Greek wolf and several others, and he responded to it by following the call as quickly as he could. There was no doubt in his mind that he wouldn't get there right away, as he believed himself to be a decent distance away, but that didn't stop him from at least trying to get there quickly. He pushed his legs to carry him faster of the cold ground, only slowing when the scents started to waft to his snout.

Believe it or not, Alastor actually recognized the scents of those trespassing. Not as individuals, of course, but they seemed to hold the same smell as a dog he'd met during his short time in a human made enclosure. The creature had been old and beaten, smelling of his own filth, but there was something about the scents that all seemed to match together. In the yearlings head, he recognized that scent as belonging to something that was tame, a creature that had lost it's freedom. In reality, however, the smell was that of humans, which always seemed to stick no matter how long the dogs were away from their masters. The fact that the servants of humans—servants of those who had stolen and imprisoned him—where here and entering his new home made the argent male rather angry.

As he entered the space where the battling canidae species were, Alastor wasted no time in attacking in order to defend. It didn't feel right for having arrived so late to the battle, and was determined to make up for any lost time. So, without a second thought of hesitation, he leapt towards one of the canines that had appeared to have been targeting Shadow. The dog was considerably smaller, but that fact didn't make him wish to lesson his blow. With jaws parted, he attempted to land a bite to Outlaw's side. Had the other not tried to attack Shadow, it would have been his paw, but the argent boy planned on wasting no time with turning himself all about just to cripple some dog's paw. He held no intent to kill, as he saw no point in ending a lesser life right away, but he wanted to at least draw some blood from the smaller animal's side.