Silver and Red

crimson and moon-hued, a large woman stood ankle-deep in a pool of water just outside the plateau's borders. lasher had watched her approach and retreat downwind, standing quietly in the shadows cast by a copse of pines, their thick scent cloaking his own. she was a large creature, who despite her haggard appearance still held the indication of strength and pride. his eyes did not miss her odd colouration, nor the burn scarring that traveled 'round her hocks.

stepping from the obscuration, the beta moved to the borders, into her line of sight, tail held silently above his hips. the last would-be joiner had displayed a poor knowledge of her species' hierarchy, as well as a disrespectful tone, and thus taltos was less than tolerant of joiners.

yet his stance did not reveal an untoward irritation toward the woman, merely a firm request for submission if she wished to join dante's ranks.