Dragoncrest Cliffs only equals speak the truth

ooc; always wanted an illydan thread don't mind meee

it was quiet. at first, Benedict thought a pack resided here. he would be disappointed. a pack had resided here, yes, but now it was gone. as he stepped over the old border, he would wonder where it had gone. he was completely new to this realm and their ways. he was ignorant of the troubles. perhaps that was best for him and them. he wasn't one to take sides so easily. he tried to remain neutral, always seeing both sides had a point. maybe not a fair one, but they had a point.

his own pack status iffy, the Swiftcurrent man would walk further in. maybe he thought he'd find a remnant of this pack here. someone who had refused to leave or needed assistance. whatever he assumed, he'd be met with another soon enough. baby blues cast to the fading pelt of the boy. his head would dip, though from his own scent it was clear Benedict had never called this place home. "did ye live 'ere?" he'd ask, for he didn't know. still a bit far away from the other to catch his scent easily, all he smelt was the coast. he wanted to know more, but politeness would make him pause.