The fire had scattered the herds all across the plains, and now with a slave's pups born, and the pack slowly knitting itself back together, Zoratto decided it was time to step up as a Dotharan. Lavakho was dead, and many of the senior Dotharan members had disappeared after the storm. There were two new wolves in their khalas, and neither of them were Dotharan. Zoratto didn't care, unless they were willing to follow silent commands and begin to learn their tongue. They needed all the help they could get.
Scenting a small group of bison, females who managed to escape together with their calves, Zoratto tipped his head back and called for the two newcomers, his deep tones vibrating easily through the barren Plains. It was time to see what they were made of, these two.
EDIT: @Azzaro come help as well?
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Bringing in the leftovers - by Zoratto - July 30, 2015, 10:03 PM
RE: Bringing in the leftovers - by Tinashe - July 31, 2015, 12:50 AM
RE: Bringing in the leftovers - by Zoratto - August 05, 2015, 10:43 PM