Ankyra Sound size defeats us

anyone is welcome! on the edge of the pack, so even outsiders are welcome if they treat close enough to the border

his mother and the former drageda wolf had been gone for long enough that he had grown concerned. illidan had gone to the borders each day to see if he could catch their scent on the winds that blew in. the scent of prey had grown stronger, but he could not make out caiaphas’ aroma, or even that of the dark male. the boy had started to wonder if he’d made a mistake in allowing vercingetorix into their claim. he could not help but to think of all the ways that the man could enact his revenge against the siren while they were on their own.
 
reaching the mouth of the pack, illidan drew his crown upward and tasted the saline air. the sound of gulls could be heard from deep within the territory, but most of the world was silent. no matter how long he seemed to stand there, he could not catch the trail of his mother. cursing softly to himself, the ghost began to wander slowly along the outer skirt of the rusalka territory.