May 04, 2015, 07:27 PM
(This post was last modified: May 04, 2015, 07:57 PM by Reek.
Edit Reason: Fixed border mistake!
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The last few days in the Rise had been a complete blur. Reek was absolutely euphoric as he traipsed through the territory of Redtail Rise. She said yes, and Reek was now a mated man, ready to start a family and put down roots. Things had changed so much within him since he had entered the Teekons. Months ago, he would have never thought about settling down and getting domestic. No, he would have shuddered at the thought. He would have believed it to be dreadfully boring, however, this next adventure was becoming the most exciting thing he had ever faced.
His blissful run through the rise's territory came to complete halt when the smell of an outsider caught his attention. One that had more than likely reached the border. Reek had never been the territorial type, however with a new wife to be protected, things change. His blissful demeanor changed in an instant, with his hackles raised he sprinted off in the direction of the possible intruder.
Reek wasn't really the warden type. Nah, he wasn't a physical being. He didn't posses the size or intimidation factor that was needed for border patrol, but if no one else would come... it would be him stuck with the job. The warden not-warden approached the wolf who sat perched under the tree on the edge of the scent markers with a look of indignation and teeth barred. "Fuck are you doing kid," he growled, hoping he'd get the idea to leave before Reek howled for reinforcements.
His blissful run through the rise's territory came to complete halt when the smell of an outsider caught his attention. One that had more than likely reached the border. Reek had never been the territorial type, however with a new wife to be protected, things change. His blissful demeanor changed in an instant, with his hackles raised he sprinted off in the direction of the possible intruder.
Reek wasn't really the warden type. Nah, he wasn't a physical being. He didn't posses the size or intimidation factor that was needed for border patrol, but if no one else would come... it would be him stuck with the job. The warden not-warden approached the wolf who sat perched under the tree on the edge of the scent markers with a look of indignation and teeth barred. "Fuck are you doing kid," he growled, hoping he'd get the idea to leave before Reek howled for reinforcements.
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A Blank Slate - by Rixton - May 04, 2015, 06:06 PM
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