Pride&Perfection
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The young brute cautiously rose to his paws, eyeing the old black wolf warrily. Something about his tone told Dante that his words were false. He was about to follow the two of them when something entered his thoughts; something that Haven had asked him to do. "Yes. I'll catch up with you in a moment." He gazed around the camp, searching for Rayyd. Once his eyes landed on the Delta the golden wolf padded swiftly twards him. "Haven needs to speak to you. Oh and tell her that I will return before dusk." As soon as Dante was sure he had heard him, he turned and made his way back to Raven and her father. His eyes shimmered with the slightest bit of anger towards Fang. For he had left Raven when she was injured, only to turn up weeks later to do the exact same thing. When they were out of camp he moved to where he was infront of the brute. "If someting was truely wrong with your sense of smell then it would have been very unlikely for you to have caught the hares in the first place." His tone was low, but calm; implying that Fang hadn't acturally misplaced anything. Dante did not want to get into an argument with the male, he just wanted the truth. Already his life was filled with too many lies...
Haven watched as Fang entered their camp. He was welcome here on her territory as long as he continued to come back. Some of the pack might think of him as a rogue, but she thought of him as a...traveling friend. She had never banished him, as others believed she had, for he had never done anything to deserve it. Raven stood to follow her father, and for a moment Haven thought that she might be leaving, but then Dante rose to go as well. She watched on silently as the three of them left. Not two minutes after they had dissapeared through the tunnel, three rogues entered through the same place they had just exited through. Their arrival was not unexpected, for a scout had informed her of their pressence nearly twenty minutes ago. A loud, sharp bark spread over the clearing, silencing all who stood in it. The command was clear; silence, and as she made her way towards the she spoke. "I am Haven, Alpha of the high and noble Seraphim. You have entered our camp, but not under our watchful eye. What is it that you have come for?" The quietness that followed her words was almost deadly. After the death of nearly all of her pups she had hardened, becoming slightly less kind, but all the more caring.
Haven watched as Fang entered their camp. He was welcome here on her territory as long as he continued to come back. Some of the pack might think of him as a rogue, but she thought of him as a...traveling friend. She had never banished him, as others believed she had, for he had never done anything to deserve it. Raven stood to follow her father, and for a moment Haven thought that she might be leaving, but then Dante rose to go as well. She watched on silently as the three of them left. Not two minutes after they had dissapeared through the tunnel, three rogues entered through the same place they had just exited through. Their arrival was not unexpected, for a scout had informed her of their pressence nearly twenty minutes ago. A loud, sharp bark spread over the clearing, silencing all who stood in it. The command was clear; silence, and as she made her way towards the she spoke. "I am Haven, Alpha of the high and noble Seraphim. You have entered our camp, but not under our watchful eye. What is it that you have come for?" The quietness that followed her words was almost deadly. After the death of nearly all of her pups she had hardened, becoming slightly less kind, but all the more caring.