Blackfeather Woods He thrusts his fists against the posts

three agoutis milled in the riverbank ahead, the slender reeds partially obscuring their forms. iliksis studied them with an impassive expression, his gaze betraying little of the apprehension he felt. he was disappointed when the wind carried their scent briefly in his favor - none of them were female. he found life's ironies unappeasing -- and would have much preferred a war party composed of females. at least then he could enjoy looking at them as he killed them.

silently his form filtered back into the bosk's shade -- he had seen @Kove only a few moments prior, and sought after his trail in nimble steps. once he was deep enough in the forest's heartlands he let out a lonely and forlorn howl -- its notes long and sorrowful and foreboding -- a wild and alien sound that shattered the relative peace of the gloomy fen.

the call was mostly to warn @Ithrik -- the rest of the wolves and their fates meant little to iliksis. comfortable he had given his kin suitable warning, iliksis turned back towards the riverbank and made himself known to his potential assailants.