The fire had scattered the herds all across the plains, and now with a slave's pups born, and the pack slowly knitting itself back together, Zoratto decided it was time to step up as a Dotharan. Lavakho was dead, and many of the senior Dotharan members had disappeared after the storm. There were two new wolves in their khalas, and neither of them were Dotharan. Zoratto didn't care, unless they were willing to follow silent commands and begin to learn their tongue. They needed all the help they could get.
Scenting a small group of bison, females who managed to escape together with their calves, Zoratto tipped his head back and called for the two newcomers, his deep tones vibrating easily through the barren Plains. It was time to see what they were made of, these two.
EDIT: @Azzaro come help as well?
July 31, 2015, 12:50 AM
Nearly before the final note of the beacon, Tina had already almost made it to the plains where her pack mate had called for her.
Jeez, when others knew her name, but she didn't even know their existence. Cute.
She had made rather impressive timing, her built legs carrying her deliciously quickly. There he was.
Tina let a low chuff out, signifying her presence to the caller, but not to the bison. Her hazel eyes stayed on the herd, and she kept her curvy form rather low to avoid being spotted.
"You rang?"
Jeez, when others knew her name, but she didn't even know their existence. Cute.
She had made rather impressive timing, her built legs carrying her deliciously quickly. There he was.
Tina let a low chuff out, signifying her presence to the caller, but not to the bison. Her hazel eyes stayed on the herd, and she kept her curvy form rather low to avoid being spotted.
"You rang?"
August 05, 2015, 10:43 PM
When the girl arrived, he instantly noticed her body. Curvy. She could have easily rivaled Zhavvi, had she joined the khalas earlier. She was formed in a way most women would dream of being, naturally seductive, even when she wasn't trying to be. But Zoratto did not look at her with a sense of longing as he looked over her form. He wasn't straight after all, he knew that now. Women had no sexual effect over him.
He half-recognized the words that exited her lips, but pushed that aside. His eyes were trained on the bison grazing on whatever grass was left after the fire. "We bring bison home." His voice was heavily accented, and already naturally deep, rumbling in his throat. It might attract a woman, it might attract this woman, but he had no awareness of it, naïve as he was. He was focused on their herd, after all. "We make bison charge into Hoshor Plains. Make sure bison stay."
He half-recognized the words that exited her lips, but pushed that aside. His eyes were trained on the bison grazing on whatever grass was left after the fire. "We bring bison home." His voice was heavily accented, and already naturally deep, rumbling in his throat. It might attract a woman, it might attract this woman, but he had no awareness of it, naïve as he was. He was focused on their herd, after all. "We make bison charge into Hoshor Plains. Make sure bison stay."
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