Dragoncrest Cliffs Cut me loose

Sorry, Ezi, I didn't even notice your first post :> my bad!

"So being alone suits you then?" he asked. It had suited him, but only because he had made it so. Warbone had never been particularly happy being alone— though things seemed less complicated in the vast space that was loneliness. There were very few things you needed to worry about on your own, and since the mainstay of them had to deal with personal survival, it was made all the more easy to leave behind the social and emotional aspects of ones life; especially if they grew comfortable in their solitude. "I was good at it, but it never suited me. I will, one day soon, make a claim of my own. It is perhaps, my most innate nature to want such a thing."

He talked more openly with Wildfire than he did with anyone else, and that had been from their first encounter really. He might've said more if he hadn't noticed in that instant that they were being observed by a third party. His spine prickled, and the wolf got to his feet, turning so that he might face the peeking hybrid. Unintentionally, he paced forward a few steps, placing himself between Wildfire and their guest. "Make yourself known or die nameless. I do not care which," he stated with an obvious distaste for being snuck up on. And because the stranger currently stood downwind of them, he couldn't be certain of its gender or its pack relations, if any.