darkly, darkly

man, i kind of hate that we may not thread again for a while... i really enjoy these two for some reason. >_>

"Perhaps," he said, but thought no more on it. The opportunities were endless and truly, there were no guarantees what would become of them all in time. Naturally their conversation shifted to a new topic, one that drew an uncomfortable sense to Mordecai. Maybe it was just his note of savages, or maybe it was simply just the concept that there were wolves living loosely on the plains. Another pack to contend with, another pack that would take from the herds as the season wore on.

"I've heard of them, in a sense. One of them was poking around our borders not that long ago." He thought of Andalusia then. "I didn't care for his attitude, so I sent him on his way." That wolf had been distinctly foreign to them all, so it did not seem coincidence to Mordecai to assume his origins now. All the more reason for them to up their patrols, though, especially if the unsavory sort were bound to poke around. As it were, there were seemingly a fair number of them.