Wolf RPG

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The boy nodded.
Yeah, he wouldn't mind seeing Skoll around.
Hell...he wished he could see some more faces around here anyway.

Well, it wasn't like he was doing much in the first place. Lazy ass.
Remember what Aningan said.
He hummed softly to himself. Thinking.

"Do come again," he invited, but also strongly suggested Skoll leave now.
Rowan wanted to be alone and at peace at the Altar.
His golden gaze watched the sable man, wondering what he'd do. What he'd say. What would he think?

Skoll was curious about those mushrooms - he'd not heard of something glowing like that before, and it would be cool to see. He wouldn't be staying here for long though, already having been around too long and trespassed of all things. He was lucky the other man was nice, Skoll wasn't planning on getting into any unneeded fights.

"I'll howl next time." Skoll offered.

Rather than walking straight onto land, Skoll would make his presence known.

"I will be taking my leave." The man added, turning.

Exit unless stopped

"That'd be nice," he replied breezily.
A cold presence settling over Rowan, clutching at his shoulder and looking over his ears as the man walked away.
The presence at the Altar never spoke.
But Rowan could imagine it was urging him to chase and kill.

Once Skoll was suitably far enough away, Rowan spoke.
"It's rude to hurt visitors," his voice cracked the still air.
The presence swept away from him. He'd pissed it off, certainly. But it couldn't hurt him now, right?

Right?

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