08-07-2021, 01:25 PM
Set somewhere near Tsukiishi.
He heard them—behind him, above him, somewhere just further up the mountain, a ledge away—before he saw them. He heard the sound of their footfalls. Blunt nails against jagged stonework, and heavy, shifting weight.
The scent of pack strong in his nostrils, his lungs.
And without looking, paws coming to a halt—
“What do you want?” He called. Fighting back the instinct to spit out, extra.
His stance low. Head in line with his spine, and shoulders slouched, sloping. Stiff-legged, with his hackles bristling. Prickling. Teeth on edge, and his ears held back, against his head.
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