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For @Scimitar!

Winder hadn't traveled that far from his last location to this one. There were packs scattered all throughout the vast world that he had explored since he had left Snakeheart, and he was never left wanting for more. Although Sidewinder sported a large, hulking form, he had been taught in the ways of stealth and secrecy. His upbringing had allowed him to focus on his composure, crafting lies, and other matters less than acceptable to most.

For two years, Winder had been a mercenary of sorts. He did not deal in violence, though. HIs quests were that of knowledge and secrets. Sidewinder would gain knowledge in one place and move it to the next with all the stealth of a snake.

As was his usual manner, the Numitor lingered on the border of a pack he had not encountered before, and he waited to see if he would have a chance encounter with one of its occupants. More often than not, pack wolves were protective of their home and would be quick to greet him. Sometimes with hostility, sometimes with the intention of recruiting him, and sometimes with mere curiosity.