February 16, 2015, 08:20 PM
The snow white fae had learned of the tensions between the packs, and had chosen to assist her queen in any way possible. The business with the stolen pup shocked her. What kind of pack kidnapped puppies? She imagined their home to be dreary and desolate, but strangely enough, it looked to be the opposite. And now she was at their borders, laying a scent that was false and misleading.
Before leaving her home, the fae had soaked in the ocean, erasing all scents of the Sound. She had continued on the the borders of what she had learned to be Scavenger Bay, and rolled on every scent marker that she could find. Now completely drenched in the scent of another pack, she loped along the borders of DFG, at times slipping past their borders and brushing up against trees, rocks, bushes, leaving the scent of SB all over this pack's lands.
Why fight, while you could simply watch your enemies tear each other to shreds?
So in the breaking of a new day, the white fae slipped away, satisfied that the heavy scents of another pack would do the dirty work.
Before leaving her home, the fae had soaked in the ocean, erasing all scents of the Sound. She had continued on the the borders of what she had learned to be Scavenger Bay, and rolled on every scent marker that she could find. Now completely drenched in the scent of another pack, she loped along the borders of DFG, at times slipping past their borders and brushing up against trees, rocks, bushes, leaving the scent of SB all over this pack's lands.
Why fight, while you could simply watch your enemies tear each other to shreds?
So in the breaking of a new day, the white fae slipped away, satisfied that the heavy scents of another pack would do the dirty work.