Blackfeather Woods Honor Thy Family

iliksis had no intentions that day of reinforcing the borders -- he had slipped from his small den in the hearth of the woods, and made out for the mountains where victims were distant and often easy to come by. however, as he blithely strode out from the last perimeter of the forest, he caught the fleeting shape of a form out of his peripherals. a form that he hoped belonged to blackfeather, because he had things to do, and playing guardian-dog was not one of them. by nature he was not exactly a home keeper anyway -- so he found it odd that he was compelled to investigate.

as iliksis pulled closer, he was able to source from athanasius' scent that he carried no allegiance to blackfeather -- this lack of discernable scent made iliksis wonder his purpose here in the moor.

without apprehension in his step, he walked towards the silver-doused creature -- his intelligent gaze sizing him up in a most categorical manner. the male was not ugly -- not in any way iliksis could find, and as he came within meters of the wolf he was able to catch the startling amethyst of the interloper's gaze.

iliksis made no sound, but surely athanasius would have noticed his approach.