Otatso Wetlands Underdog

tagging @Regipre if u wanna join, kat!

their nights had been filled with careful planning regarding the pack of the maplewood -- shardul had gathered what information he might, as well as a description of the sickly-sweet and syrupy fragrance worn by the wolves of reek and saena's land. their names he filed away silently, along with the definition of their visages. 

in the daylight he traveled openly, bold in his confidence regarding his massive frame. the girl followed, or perhaps she did not. shardul was upon a scouting mission along the pack's borders, too far to be scented by their sentries, but within range of sighting the various beasts that comprised the pack. the squelch of the wetlands underfoot paused him -- with an annoyed sigh, the argent cat turned away, but not before a flash of traveling white caught his yellow stare.

regipre had described the alpha -- what a laughable title! -- female as a slim white beast, but this wolf was devoid of the markings that set saena aside from her fellows. shardul slunk into the shadows cast by assorted shrubbery and began to follow the searching lupine, careful to keep the wind in his favour as the familiar eroticism of murderous anticipation began to beat in his veins.