Iktome Plains Super Psycho Love

@Maude i hope tachy is ok?

ever since wednesday's excursion into donnelaith's fold, tachyon had been hypervigilant. he thought of lusca less and less and deirdre more and more. the sable wolf that had simultaneously coldly snubbed and commanded him was all but a jagged memory as he thought of a million reasons why donnelaith was worth fighting for. and so, he had dedicated most of his waking moments to reinforcing the borders with his scent. his fur was ragged and his body still quite undernourished -- but the borders were well supplied with both his scent and his urine.

he had inadvertently wandered, wondering what was just beyond the cusp of donnelaith. he found himself upon iktome plains before he knew it, though he did not know of the name it possessed. what was curious about the place was the strange wolf it attracted -- tachyon's ears fluttered forward as he caught trailing mumbling. curious, the pale wolf hiked along the sandy promontory, his gaze befalling upon maude. he wasn't entirely sure this wolf looked friendly -- if anything, she looked like a heretic. it was too late to turn around -- she had likely seen him -- and even if he had wanted to turn around, she was traveling directly towards donnelaith and he felt his duty to intercept her. "oi! the donnelaith druid called out, trotting down the stripped sand until he was nearly among her. "where ya going?"