Neverwinter Forest Guardian

Excuse this monstrosity please. First time I've rp'd wolves in a long time.

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Packs. The grey creature had avoided them for so long that just being near one's territory sent an electric thrill down her spine. She had no place in them, and hadn't for a long while, traveling where she would in search of her long lost, not-quite-intelligent sibling. She had a feeling he'd ended up in a ditch somewhere but who knew. He likely wasn't here and she would pass through like a leaf on the wind. 

Or would have if some pup hadn't wandered into her line of sight. Gold eyes focused on him, quietly judging his age. Quite obviously, the runt was of the pack here, and therefore, needed to be avoided. Her direction adjusted and Kroc angled away from him, intent on putting distance between them. She was no potential threat to this one and would not have any accidents or mishaps that he had fall on her head. That was just asking for an early grave.