Blacktail Deer Plateau We don't talk about it
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[size=medium]"If I had a heart you're the one who should break it"[/size]

[size=small]After recently aquiring his official title as Gamekeeper, it was with great eagerness that the silvery Epsilon dedicated his afternoons to tend the pack's supplies. He was in fact doing so as the pressing howl of the pack's Delta broke loose through the air. Instantly, with his ears pricked in attention he turned his man to listen. Saena, the caller, was not a wolf Finn was particularly familiar to, yet not foreign towards. He had not seen her since the last pack hunt, and remembering the close call she had managed to evade, and the risk she had placed herself --and the whole hunt-- under chewed in his bottom lip thoughtfully as he tried to decide whether to attend or not.

Finally, after a moment of fleeting doubt, he pushed himself forth.
This had nothing to do with Koda's degrading view on woman, both his personal opinion and his doubt strayed far from the other Gamekeeper's opinion. It was, really, his reluctance to mingle at this given time what made him hesitate. As of late, he and for reasons yet to be comprehended by his own mind, the Ollivander had been keeping himself at margin, again falling into the tangled web that was his wanderlust.
This, in spite of serving as an excuse for him to exercise his Outrider duty, was also proving to become a bit of an obstacle, especially as he realized that, despite his longevity and fairly high rank, there were still faces in the Plateu he could not give a name to.

And as he reeled closer to the small group of wolves that had gathered to Saena's summons, he realized than one of the nameless faces stood in the small crowd. A young boy he had also seen in the previous hunt A bystander in that occassion, but hopefully, not in this one. With his head held at a respectful stance and his lips parting to reveal a quick glimmer of his teeth he greeted the wolves.
While the two higher ranked wolves recieved a friendly bump to their shoulders -- Dante's being slightly more enthusiastic -- the no-name boy was greeted with a simple dip of his head.

Whit his identity anonymous, Finn hoped the boy's ability to hunt -- or to chip in-- was not as secluded.

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Messages In This Thread
We don't talk about it - by Saēna - February 03, 2015, 05:48 PM
RE: We don't talk about it - by Dante RIP - February 06, 2015, 11:10 AM
RE: We don't talk about it - by Valtyr RIP - February 12, 2015, 11:47 PM
RE: We don't talk about it - by Finn - February 13, 2015, 08:41 PM
RE: We don't talk about it - by Saēna - February 18, 2015, 12:08 PM
RE: We don't talk about it - by Dante RIP - February 25, 2015, 10:10 PM