And when I touched her skin, my fingers ran with blood

[size=small]The harmony of their song faded into nothing and anticipation settled. He was all too familiar with the plot of welcoming newcomers. The only plot twist this time was that he was now on the other side of it. Frankly, he wasn’t all too fond of it. A call was quick to fall upon the pair and all they could do was wait in silence for somebody to come to them. In the meanwhile, he adjusted himself accordingly, drawing himself to a respected position. Neither of them were here to be imposing or overbearing and he knew nothing good would come from strong body language. His eyes danced from the horizon to Iluq, wondering what was running through her mind. [/size]

[size=small]The pair didn’t have to wait too long for the pack members to arrive and it was as the two drew near that Iluliaq drew his eyes away from the two and at a respectable height. He could faintly smell the scent that they had seemingly followed, but there was also the fragile accent of newer lives. He made note of this and held himself accordingly and waited. [/size]

[size=small]Iluq did the explaining and the brute looked to her, nodding as if to agree. He too wasn’t going to pour out the contents of his life’s story just yet. No, he would need more information before they got that information from them. [/size]