Hoshor Plains Ntropí

When he caught sight of the woman, Antigone froze in his steps. He must have ventured too close to their territory, must have spurred the response from a border patrol. It wasn’t his intention to cause trouble for them. He only wanted to inspect near their claim to see if the plains had any promise. The bison were captivating enough. He had never seen such things in the closure of the vale.

I’m not here to cause trouble.

But the tone of his voice suggested he was nothing but. The red-hooded wolf lowered his snout the proper way, making sure that he didn’t appear a threat. The deep blue of his eyes shifted beyond the approaching patroller and toward the heart of their claim.