Vulpus Vasum: 00 ♂ | 00 ♀
Post by DENI. on Mar 25, 2014 14:34:14 GMT -6
Tybalt stood on the edge of the forest, his nose twitching as he took in all of the scents. The meeting went well enough, and everyone was acquainted now. Rules had been gone over, and ranks had been handed out. Tybalt had tried not to seem too pushy or bossy, but at the same time he had asserted himself as the leader of the pack. He liked every member of his pack - even loved some of them - but to be successful they had to have a good chain of command. Packs could fall into chaos without it. He rolled his shoulders, looking around once again.
Dew clung to every part of the forest, the morning light glinting off of it beautifully. He stared around at the young trees, his ears twitched as he listened to the mice and squirrels burrowing in their nests. He didn't think they had to fear anyone taking this land from them. It would never sustain a group of large canines. Already he and the vixens had laid their scent all of this forest.
It belonged to them now.
"I'm talking."
