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Deathrillz-Assassin: Class A
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((My bad waited for a couple hours no posts let Bullet on come back to find a bunch of posts. Guess it isn't updating me when a post is up... Have to check why))
As Shroud softly pattered towards the last spot a wolf was seen has paused. Why did he sense..... He jumped and landed exactly opposite the direction he was standing before, only to find a beautiful almost completely white she wolf standing a foot or so away. All the breath Shroud had piled up fell out of him like a popped robin hatching an egg. Her bright blue eyes tore through him and she merely stood perfectly still, as if she knew he wouldn't even try to attack her. Shroud's whole being felt as if this female could kill him with a power unknown, as if she could rip through him with merely a bark. Shroud shifted his weight curling his front paw under himself and slowly leaning down into a full loyal bow. This might now be the leader, but she damned well deserved his lowered head. It took power to be so bold, and she reeked of it. Shroud flinched as multiple scents flew across his nose. "Not so easy it seems." Most of the scents were aggressive which didn't bode anywhere near good for him. If they were merely upset a newcomer was on their lands it was one thing. But he had a feeling some of them knew another scent on his being. How was it that because his pack decided that his fathers mistakes were his, that he too should be banished. It seemed that even without the scar other creatures could smell his banishment.
He'd never even met his father! Shroud closed his eyes still bent in the submissive bow and bit his tongue anger pouring out of his body at his treatment. Hopefully the scent wouldn't travel as aggressive in general. As he smelled and felt the approach of the other wolves a small tear fell down his scarred cheek. He would never forgive what his past pack had put him through. Never.
As Shroud softly pattered towards the last spot a wolf was seen has paused. Why did he sense..... He jumped and landed exactly opposite the direction he was standing before, only to find a beautiful almost completely white she wolf standing a foot or so away. All the breath Shroud had piled up fell out of him like a popped robin hatching an egg. Her bright blue eyes tore through him and she merely stood perfectly still, as if she knew he wouldn't even try to attack her. Shroud's whole being felt as if this female could kill him with a power unknown, as if she could rip through him with merely a bark. Shroud shifted his weight curling his front paw under himself and slowly leaning down into a full loyal bow. This might now be the leader, but she damned well deserved his lowered head. It took power to be so bold, and she reeked of it. Shroud flinched as multiple scents flew across his nose. "Not so easy it seems." Most of the scents were aggressive which didn't bode anywhere near good for him. If they were merely upset a newcomer was on their lands it was one thing. But he had a feeling some of them knew another scent on his being. How was it that because his pack decided that his fathers mistakes were his, that he too should be banished. It seemed that even without the scar other creatures could smell his banishment.
He'd never even met his father! Shroud closed his eyes still bent in the submissive bow and bit his tongue anger pouring out of his body at his treatment. Hopefully the scent wouldn't travel as aggressive in general. As he smelled and felt the approach of the other wolves a small tear fell down his scarred cheek. He would never forgive what his past pack had put him through. Never.