Kintla Flatlands tiptoe through the window

The water was cool and refreshing, the nearby sound of movement was unnoticed by the hybrid, his own mood good enough to shut out most of the world. That was until a voice carried over. Suddenly realising he wasn't alone shocked the halfbreed enough to make him choke momentarily on his drink. Before the condescending accusation was finished he managed to fix wheat coloured eyes on the words author.

His head tilted ever so slightly, it was a tiny thing, smaller than the hybrid, coated in red and ruddy browns. His own snort was offered in rebuttal to the words. This would be one of the very reasons he wished to get to the springs and rid himself of this stink Rude. I'm a Former recruit The words snapped out of his mouth, taking a few steps away from the waters edge. Besides, 'follow' a strong word. It didn't take me long to work out that ..guy, couldn't lead a child, let alone a pack. He spoke flatly, he had no love for the spire or it's supposed leader, and he wasn't afraid to hide that fact from anyone. However it did surprise him a little to find another creature away from the pack that seemed to harbour disdain for his former alpha. Although it probably shouldn't have.


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