This short post? Late, oodles late. So, it shall be back dated to the 12th and if no one picks it up, thats cool with me! Just means the plot thickens
He was running out of time, his last ditch effort was to search for packs. Rye knew Towhee wouldn't be at the caldera, so he skimmed the mountains until he hit an invisible wall. It crashed into him as usual, as if it really was an invisible wall he smashed into. The male hesitated, on the cusp of raising his muzzle to the sky, he thought, questioned the choices that lead him there. Was it the right call? Should he truly be looking for another place to live? What if no pack accepts his small family? Going against the braying of his belly, Rye lifted and called for a wolf to meet him. The father took several paces away from the line and sat, eye peeled for any who emerged.
A call to their borders drew Arsenio from his home and into the canyonland. The mercenary padded swiftly until he had found the scent that did not meld with their own. Tracking it to the edge of their claim, the redstone figure trotted into view and found the figure of another man. This stranger appeared to carry the weight of the world upon his shoulders.
Greetings. You have come to Mereo. How can we assist?
the Greek man inquired with a toothy expression and a curious glint of his glacial gaze. If trouble followed this man, what could he be carrying to their borders?
A russet coat emerged, worn by a stocky but muscular man. The father paid his respects, dipping his upper frame down in a small bow. Whether or not he was the alpha didn't matter, Rye still wanted to offer a formal greeting. Mereo was the doorstep the epsilon managed to land upon, the man thought the name was intriguing. Moonglow was what the father was truly after but his memory had the habit of forgetting useful things, it wasn't all bad, Mereo was a start.
"I'm searching for a pack and a woman, a long time friend, I cannot recall the packs name but Towhee is the womans name. I was hoping you could point me towards one or the other." He informed, pausing a moment. "Do you know how many packs there are near you and what their names are?" Rye hoped if he heard enough names, that maybe one would ring a bell.
The troubled man had arrived on their border searching for a woman. The mercenary listened with an impassive stare, head tilting slightly when the stranger mentioned he did not know the name of the pack. The woman, however-
Arsenio chuckled and swung his head in a motion that suggested the visitor should follow.
Towhee is here. I cannot call for her. She will not hear it. I will take you to her.
The redstone wolf did not believe that there was harm in letting the stranger meet with his old friend. He did not believe that Rye could cause trouble on his own. They were well-staffed for an outpost in the canyon. Arsenio could judge how friendly the visitor was when they found
@Towhee.
There are not many packs near. A group on the mesa to the west, they are called Akashingo. A family in the northern vale called Kinfolk. The others are much further.
Hey, I am very sorry but I am closing all my threads down so I may focus on life things. Sorry! You may archive with no further posts needed
At first he was elated to hear that Towhee was there but then it turned to doubt, a gut twisting feeling warned him not to follow. Rye shook his head, taking a purposeful steps back. "No, if she really is there then just give her this message. That I have found my family and have moved from the glacier." He paused, giving the stranger a minute to solidify the words in his mind before continuing. "My name is Rye by the way but I need to get going, thank you for helping." The man turned on his heels and jogged away from the boarders, never looking back.
No worries about that! Best of success to you. ^^
Arsenio nodded curtly, wondering if it had been a mistake to tell the man that Towhee was a member of their outpost. Rye did not seem to be intent on trouble, more in a hurry. He offered his few words and then turned as quickly as he had come. The mercenary followed at a distance until he was certain that stranger had disappeared. He intended to carry the message to the lady warrior, after mulling over it for a short while.
When the man returned to the canyon, he set to patrolling and marking.