Sunday Night, The Preserve

[notrestingyet]

Samuel was having a blast. The preserve was full of tasty tasty snacks game, and even if he kept having to remember that the deer were Off Limits, there were still plenty of rabbits. His wolf was happy to run and chase and catch, and he was happy to let it. This was much better than standing in front of Congress in a suit. He understood the need for his father to keep a low profile, but privately he suspected Bran just hated politics as much as the rest of them.

((As last month, if anyone really wants to run across the giant white wolf in the woods at night, they're welcome to it. He won't bite; he'll just think they're lacking good sense.))

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[notrestingyet.livejournal.com]

Somewhere nearby, a wolf-shaped man howled back, a note of curiosity in the tone.

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

Firekeeper shared a glance with Blind Seer. In all their time here, no one had ever howled back.

"Who goes there?" Firekeeper demanded in a howl of her own. It's possible she may have become just a little bit possessive of the preserve after nine moonspans.

[notrestingyet.livejournal.com]

Samuel howled back his identity, with the underlay that meant he was a lone wolf and wanted no trouble.

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

Well... that was okay, then. Firekeeper and Blind Seer replied with introductions of their own, as was only polite.

[notrestingyet.livejournal.com]

That would be about when Samuel actually showed up at their location.

Actual wolves didn't come in that size.

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

Cousin wolves didn't come in Blind Seer's size either, which is why the pair weren't quite as startled as they might have been otherwise. Still, this newcomer was larger still than any Royal or Wise Wolf they'd encountered before, so there was definitely a raising of hackles.

Firekeeper visibly restrained herself from reaching for her Fang; he'd cried out no trouble, and she was inclined to give him the benefit of the doubt.

"Nine moonspans thinking we were the only wolves on this island, and now here you are," Firekeeper commented. "Well met."

[notrestingyet.livejournal.com]

Samuel tilted his head thoughtfully; this wolf didn't communicate quite like any werewolf he'd ever encountered. Then he decided it didn't matter and indicated that he was new in the manner of werewolf-to-werewolf communication.

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

Well, she wasn't a werewolf, just a human-shaped wolf, but details!

In any case, his message was clear enough and the pair relaxed, Blind Seer stepping forward to give the other wolf a curious sniff. Firekeeper did not, as her own nose was not good enough to gleam the kind of information a proper wolf's could from scent.