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Horosk nodded, eyes trained on the area around them. "Yeah, there isn't a great deal of us. Illecebra tends to stick to the densite at the moment, but that's expected I guess, since she's due any day now. Who have you met?" He asked, curious to the response. He doubted the male had met everyone, since Rhona rarely left the den at the moment and Circe was scarce. Perhaps he had met the others, though. "Mawk tends to patrol often, but he's been checking in on Illecebra more often recently. Semira is also around the borders frequently." 

He paused to scent the air as they walked, and immediately froze. His eyes darted back and forth, soon pinpointing a dark figure in the not-so-far distance. His ears immediately pressed close to his skull. The figure was far enough away from them to not be easily recognisable, but Horosk knew who it was. "Crap." He muttered as small purple dots became evident (he assumed their head turned). It was difficult to see their face, but the agouti man did not need to. The figure locked eyes with the Medio, and for a moment there was no movement between them, but then the wolf seemed to grin and fled the area.

Horosk, however, stayed put. His muscles were tense and his hackles raised, but he made no attempt to follow the wolfess. He blinked and gulped slightly before taking a deep breath and facing the path that the two subordinates had been following. He said not a single work, focusing his gaze firmly on the ground, occasionally looking up to check their surroundings.