[Mavi]

Jaws slathered as the beast held the rabbit in his jaws. He'd been traveling for a long time, which was apparent by the way his legs shook when he stood. He'd told her that he'd return, and finally, he did. Last time he'd been here, he hadn't breached the borders. She'd found him out here, but told him that they couldn't go any further. He hadn't been ready to settle down then, but perhaps he would be now. He didn't know. All he knew was that he wanted to see what the pack was all about, and maybe...maybe see her again. She had been kind to him.

No one had been kind to him in a long time.

Approaching the border, he dropped the rabbit in the grass, swallowing against the hunger that consumed his stomach. He hadn't eaten in a long time, only stopping in his relentless pursuit of the borders to grab the rabbit. But it wasn't for him. He'd always known how to charm others, and the key to someone else's heart was usually their stomachs...plus, it didn't hurt to bring an offering.

He shivered against the wind. Mavi had hoped he'd get to the pack before night fell, but he hadn't made it. There was very little he could do for that though. Sighing lightly, he fell to his haunches, long, thick tail wrapped around his forelegs. It did little to keep him warm as he sat, exposed. The parts of his body covered in the thick fur that marked him as part hellion were warm, but the rest of him shivered against the cold wind. Odd. It hadn't been windy before. Licking his nose, he wondered if he should howl. There was more than one way to make his presence known here, but not all of them would be welcome. Finally he threw his head up and let out a long, strong howl.

They'd come soon. And they'd find him.

[Iaera]

|✬| gemini |✬|
the nymph; whisper & ranger

The night wind might have chilled her through to the bone had she not had her cloak to provide her some semblance of protection. It was no wind-breaker, that much was for sure, but it was enough that when combined with her puffy fur from her half husky lineage, Iaera was relatively warm. The Ranger detested being out in the cold but there weren’t many Rangers, at least not that she’d seen recently, and the woman was duty-bound to protect her home. Violet eyes fluttered against the wind, watering to fight off the dryness. The wolfdog shook her head and continued forward, marching along the length of Gemini’s borders in silent contemplation.

When the call sounded out she barely even flinched. It used to be she was terrified to be on their borders alone; she used to dislike being a Ranger. Oh how things had changed. It was another night, another acceptance—or border skirmish, who knew?—and the tiny creature just marched forwards. The wind whipped her cloak around and she ducked her head so that her hood would fall over her ears and rest delicately just above her eyes. The small border patrol approached the red and black hellion with a soft, silent motion. Waiting until she was stopped and seated before him to look at him and his offering with a cool expression,

”What do you seek?” She hadn’t meant to sound so cryptic but Iaera bit back a smile at it, having enjoyed it. ”Other than getting out of this cold, obviously.”

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