Vindico

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<P> It had been a few days since he had last seen Masa, a woman who he found particularly interesting and wished to see again. She was the first wolf he had properly sat down to chat with ever since the disappearance of his family, and to say the least it was rather refreshing. Once again he would seek to do something productive with his day, taking a stroll from land to land until finding Uredo. The first thing he would note was how the area smelt rather unpleasant, making his nose scrunch in displeasure. His large paws would caress the earth beneath him, taking him closer and closer to the waters, before gazing down upon his  reflection. His cranium would lower to drink, before halting at the final second, realizing it probably wasn't safe to drink at all. As a whole, he was not impressed by this place, and would look over within the distance. There was a faint smell, a mix of wolf who seemed to share a home, this pack seemed rather close by and he had to be weary of trespassing. The last thing he wished for was to get in trouble for missing the early signs that he was entering the dragons den.


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He would move slowly, weaving his way through the tunnels that wound their way through his new home like the veins of some great beast. He had caught the scents of others, some fresh and some old... It smelt like someone had been living here, potentially was still living here... He wasn't really sure how to proceed, it smelt like a man and a women. Perhaps mates that had come to seek shelter? Who could really know. He had wandered the tunnels aimlessly for quite some time, hoping that maybe he might run into them... If they were still here but then what? Was he going to be the one that told them to scram and boot them from their home? What if they had lived here longer then he had? He felt like these were things he should figure out before searching them out, decisions that he should make before and actual confrontation but for some reason he still walked slowly through the tunnels in silence.

For once the massive male would keep his wings tucked close to his body, the tunnels were no place for wings. Especially for ones such as his that were made for the sky. He had thought that he would dislike the tunnels and yet here he was meandering around within them rather then soaring the skies above the mountain range he had claimed. Yellow orbs almost seemed to glow in thefiktered sunlight. He had mostly kept to the better lit areas. Though he had discovered that his sonar ability was quite helpful under here he still wasn't completely used to it and the meaning of the sonar pings. Maybe some day when he was better accustomed to them he would explore the underworld of this place a bit more. For now he was content in the simple wandering of the hot sprig riddled tunnels.

A different scent would reach him and slowly he would halt in his following of the faded scent. Slowly he would turn his head around slowly, twisting it completely 360 before he would figure out where the scent was coming from. His body would slowly twisting his head head was back on straight before slinking into the caves. How curious... Who would be in here? He would slink slowly forwards until a soft glow would draw his attention towards and orange male. Except it was him that was glowing... "Hello..." Indian would greet slowly, words soft as he tipped his head slightly and studied him. What was he doing in these caves? Though Indian was sure there were other ways to get into the caves that weren't in his territory he did still kind of count them as his own...
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<P> The cave had many routes, he realized. Some were awkward and narrow, while others simple and wide. He often loved a challenge, having to work out where the openings were, while making sure he didn't find himself lost within the darkness. He would carry on looking deep within the waters, eyes closing for a moment to think. He would loosen up the tension building up within his muscles, relaxing his frame. The fire that lurked upon his tail would stay around him, keeping him company. It was a good source of light when he was travelling the caves. Before long Sid would turn back towards the mouth of the entrance, deciding it may be best to travel back to hunt. Though, before he could a large man seemed to block the way. Si'drue swore he never saw him a moment ago. Was he.... followed? He would quickly disregard the thought, putting it down to purely coincidence. Si'drue would halt in his tracks, tensing, though nodding in greetings. His gaze would linger upon his wings, great and beautiful, though an obstacle when wondering the caves. Then, he would look down towards his feet, how unusual. Before making it obvious that he was actually staring, he would break the silence which crept among them. " Hello, you simply taking a stroll?" He would inquire, relaxing ever so slightly. " I'm Si'drue Vaugh,"

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The orange and fiery male would halt before him and immediately pupils would narrow down to tiny pin pricks in the presence of the light, averting his gaze for a moment until eyes adjusted to the new source of light that had been presented to them. Slowly he would look back towards the male and sniff carefully, it hadn't been the scents he had been tracking but it was still someone now of the pack within his mountain. Was there a way to get into the caves outside of pack lands? Should he be worried about people coming and sneaking into their home in the middle of the night? The male would return the greeting and asked if he was taking a stroll, brow would raise in silent question as the male would also give his name. <b>"Indian Madar..."</b> He would start blandly before looking around, was this a trap of some sort? <b>"Looking for some wolves who i think made a home in this tunnels... Beneath my packs mountain..."</b> He would state slowly. Maybe he needed to find the other entrances that lay beyond the mountain and piss on them so that no one else would wander through here.
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<P> Sid would carefully analyse the wolf's strong scent, noting he had smelt others who were similar. What rank did this man hold? He seemed quiet and collected. Not one who wished to be center of attention or catch the eyes of a pretty lady. Sid would make no move, his eyes lazily taking in everything around him. Indian Madar. The last name sounded oddly familiar, perhaps some of his family roamed around close by, the orange brute unintentionally catching the last name. He would roll his shoulders forward, his ears twitching ever so slightly with 'my pack'. It would seem he was meeting the alpha, perhaps it was within Sid's interest to learn more about the surroundings and history. Upon first look he would have never have guessed the man before him was the alpha, though, he knew never to judge a book by it's cover. " Hmm... wolves hide out within these tunnels?" He would murmur to himself, as if clarifying. " It seems I have wondered here poor timing then, I simply strolled within the caves to look more upon the lands of Vindico" Was he supposed to leave now? sit?


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There was a moment of a stand off of sorts, both men staring at eachother for some time as if sizing the other up before a pissing contest. The man seemed relaxed, at ease and most of all non threatening so Indian would mimic the position. The male would ask if wolves her hiding out in these tunnels and slowly Indian's shoulders would rise and fall in a lazy shrug. "I guess... We get a lot of people coming through here to do quests but yeah there are a few scents that have been here for a time... Don't know if their hiding out or if we simply claimed their home and their refusing to leave. Things to discuss upon their discovery I suppose..." Indian would say easily. Indidn didn't especially care if they wanted to continue living here but he would like to meet them and make sure he wasn't hiding some nitorious serial killers or anything. The man would go on to explain his own reasoning for being here and again Indian would shrug. "I don't especially care if people wander through here as long as they don't cause trouble. But why the caves might I ask?" Indian would ask. Everyone had told him that it was dangerous down here, that the Tunnelers and Core Swimmers were nothing but trouble and get some wolves just seemed to skate by them without incident.

@Si'drue