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Post by Drakov on May 3, 2015 21:34:17 GMT
PLEASE POST YOUR LOGS FOR THIS DATE IN A REPLY!
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Post by Drakov on May 4, 2015 2:06:02 GMT
(17:30:38) Vadimir looked at Cinn, staying away from what she apparently loved so much. Hmm... well if she spoke truthfully, and her injury really was the problem. Then he'd jsut find a way around it. "Zen... if you cannot go into ze vater.." IN MOTHER RUSSIA~! "....I bring ze vater to you." Rearing back onto hind paws, robust mutt would slap the water, sending up a small wave to crash against her. Should his first attempt succeed, he'd repeat the process until she was dully soaked to the bone. Not the same as dashing about in the water, but.... it was a start! If she wasn't TOO peeved at him for his... rather quirky sense of 'helping'. Vadimir would then nod to his back, letting out a confident bark. "You can ride upon mine back." He wouldn't be able to swim out to deeper water due to the current, but... he coule at least let the woman doze on him while feeling surrounding by the serene, cooling liquid.
(17:53:13) Cinnema was yet having a hard time behaving and avoiding leaping in to the water and swimming to her heart's content. It was such a stress reliever! And being unable to do it only made her more upset. She tilted her head, not quite understanding what Vadim was implying...Until he was up and splashing waves of water her way. She snorted at the first one, not realizing the onslaught would continue. But it did. "Hey- What- Vadim- Fuck-" would be uttered between waves, turning face away from the splashes until they ceased. Completely soaked through, she turned her head back with a growl. "What the hell?" And it wasn't like she was going to be able to get this dry quickly! Oohh he was only getting away with it because she couldn't fight back, or she'd be getting him soaked too. Asshole. Lip curled slightly at his offer, shaking her head and turning toward the bank. "Thanks, but I'm pretty sure all the water's in my fur now," she huffed, instead laying at the edge with front half still touching the river.
(18:03:54) Drakov: Mmm. Quit a bit of time was spent sleeping. Not something normal in the slightest for him... When obtaining food, or marking turf were not neccessary, he usually spent his time training. Keeping his body in tip top condition. But pfft. Not with being as lanky and weak as he was. Atleast now after all that sleep he was pumped and rearing to go! Sort of.. Ya know when you sleep to much and it makes you feel MORE tired? Well yea that happend SIGH. It took the echoed hollers of Cin bouncing there way up the small ridge for him to stir. Ear tufts shifted a tad, his version of twitching ears, before two toned gaze snapped to. Oh shit. What time was it? Where was everyone? Body rolled to stand, a stretch and shake offered before tongue flicked across his lips and the male strolled his way down hill. The idea of Cin trying to flee hadn't even crossed his mind.[c]
(18:08:21) Drakov: But.. that was mostly because.. He didn't find his deeds worthy of such trauma. So seeing her, and Vadimir, was nothing unusual. Infact, he simply chose to take advantage of the scene. Single canine revealed it'self in a mild grin as the male stalked ever onward. Not a care for hiding his obvious white coloration, but rather his scent. Far more quiet than even a mouse, he slunk up as quickly as possible. Head lowering the last couple feet... before.. uhoh.. He came to a hault "alittle to late". And shoulder bumped Cin's frame forward and into the water. My badddd. "Oops. " cough.. Sights shifted from Cin toppling forward, given he'd done so without being noticed, over to Vadimir. Nub of a tail flicking slowly in a mild wag. "Avternoon, Brat. Vhat are you two doing?"[e]
(18:16:42) Vadimir just... didn't get girls! First she wanted water, but made him ask twice before she admitted it. Then she refused to swim, even though she wanted to? And now she was getting pissed at him for NO REASON UGH. Cause, yes Vadimir, you're totes an innocent party in all respects, and she's just being mean cause she can. "I don' get you." He mumbled darkly, running a paw over his tired face. The water around him was turning a nasty brown as the dried blood and offal was cleansed from his person. Oh, shoot. He'd have the find the corpse and get re-done! But for now he was too busy focusing himself on the dilemma at hand. Which was, at it's simplest; How the fuck do you make a woman happy? "Vhy iz it zo difficult to juz' get vot you vant?" He asked irritably, wading onto shore and shaking his coat out, of course in the continued effort to make her wet. Because that equalled happy!.... somehow. "Ven I or Drak vant zomethink, ve take it. No veazon to vorry about pain or death." Such things [c]
(18:22:09) Vadimir were for the weak and cowardly. No, Vadimir had far greater, more in depth concerns than such pitiful woes commonly shared amongst the populace at large. Presently he was baffled at why no matter what he tried, he still couldn't seem to get her to lighten up. She wanted water... what was he doing wroooong. Eyes scrunched tightly shut and he resisted the urge to just punt her into the water. God, it was so tempting. But when eyes revealed themselves once again, he'd find none other than Drakovski wandering forward and, should Cinn have been too occupied by him, would be quickly pushed into the water by Drak. Well, mission accomplished! "Noon, dorogoy brat. Cinn vaz thirsty, zo ve took a valk zo she could refrez herzelf." YAY HE REMEMBERD HER NAME! Tail fluttered back and forth happily and, for the first time that day. Could smile most serenely. (f)
(18:34:35) Cinnema had legitimate reasons for torturing herself by staying out of the water! What was his problem that he kept insisting on trying to get her wet or in the water? He was the one who had said she should rest and recover. Geez. Inquisitive look was shot in his direction when he started raving on for who knew what reason. Shielding her face and giving a slight growl when he shook off right next to her. "Have you ever considered that just doing what you want and taking what you want is kind of rude?" She pointed out; though honestly, she didn't really expect him to pick up on that ideal. The way he operated was kind of obvious at this point. Not a few seconds passed and she was distracted by Vad and didn't notice Drakov until she was shoved and plunged face first into the water with surprised yelp, holy shit. Cin reacted quick enough and pushed to the surface, coughing twice, while legs pulled her over to the shallows again, where she didn't have to waste precious energy. "What the fuck?!(c)
(18:34:49) Cinnema- she growled/coughed, glaring up at the boys. And, y'know what, screw it. She walked right up between them and shook her thick, drenched fur all over them. THERE. Then proceeded to glare hard right at them, pissed and dripping wet with fur probably stuck up all over the place. (e)
(18:48:46) Drakov: Well. Naturally Drak hadn't a clue what was really going on here. I mean, sure he'd heard echoed voices, but it was mostly just sound. So.. All he took from the scene was Cin soak and wet, and the duo conversing. So why would shoving her in be a big deal? It seemed as though they had just been playing in the water from the looks of things! Harhar. Rump settled to the earth below, as he settled in comfortable and listened to what younger brother had to say in response. Course.. Before he could respond, the girl had resurfaced and jumped straight to cursing them out. Two-toned gaze followed her figure, but his over all demeanor was unwavering. That same ... Almost cocky lack of concern painting his features. Though, her outburst had him puzzled as to why she was hollering so. [c]
(18:54:14) Drakov: It made his shoot a mommentary questioning glance Vadimir's way before he settled back on the drenched bitchy woman. "Vhat's ze matter. Still pissed I see?" Assuming her attitude was derived from the night before and had yet to deminish. "I don't see vhy. Did you not enjoy yourself?" Ya know.. It was her body sending off the aroma, and of course.. it's totally normal to go about such a situation the way they had. Ohyea, totally normal. It was no different than all those dominance displays they'd shown one another years back! Right? He was putting her in her place, and abiding by mother natures call all in one go. Kill two birds with one stone. Duh guiz. Duh. Did he need to do it again? Had the message not sunk in? Wouldn't be the first time, after all. Granit he couldn't say her will power was something not admirable, pfft. No. But that wasn't the point here! Head tilted forward slow and easy, gaze never leaving her glare. Challenging, eh? Oh of course it was.[c]
(19:02:27) Drakov: He'd lean so that his nose almost touched hers and remain that way. No curled lip, no growl, but boy was he staring her down. "Do you not remember all i've told you?" mmm. She looked mighty tasty, but no distractions. Shh. Stahp. She seemed as though she'd lost touch with whome she was awhile back. Slightly contradicting as it was she clearly had no since of pride left. No sense of self-purpose. Just as she'd been when he'd found her in Dothraki. Granit, he still expected her to show submission where it was demanded, but one didnt need to get butt hurt and bitchy and pitiful over it. Course.. This was coming from someone who didnt see the inner outcome of the situation. To him it was the Normal, and she was being pitiful and pathetic. Which left a sour taste in his mouth. "Grow up." Despite his choice of words, his tone wasn't his usual sarcastic mocking one.[e]
(19:06:02) Vadimir quirked a brow as he looked toward Cinn, her complaints so foreign to what he himself registered as 'wrong' that he was seconds away from calling her an idiot. Her arguments made no sense to someone who'd grown up being forced to live by taking anything needed to survive from those who couldn't, or in his mind, shouldn't possess it in the first place. Neck arched and he glared at her scornfully, though tone remained calm. "How iz it rude?" He'd begin, giving her a chance to explain herself. "Vhy zould I let veaklingz and cowardz have vot zey do not dezerve? If you vant it, zen you earn it. If you're too veak or uzelez to keep it, zen you don't dezerve it, and whoever took it from you doez." DUH. Couldn't be simpler. It was then that Drak did his stunt, and the resulting rage infested Cinn had his eyes widening in genuine shock. What dafuq was wrong with her?? Drakov's questioning look was met with Vad's expression of, 'I've been dealing with this all day'. [c]
(19:13:19) Vadimir and he STILL hadn't the foggiest what this was all about. The idea that it could have been from their threesome yesterday didn't even cross his mind. Sex was an every day thing for him. You had sex when you were bored, or lonely, or affectionate, or angry. Who it was with was irrelevant. Sure, those he favored got certain bonuses. But overall? If Vadimir could stick it in, that's all that mattered. When Drakov invaded Cinn's personal space and went about the business of reminding her how things currently stood, Vadi would lurch past them both before coming to stand by his brother, nodding in his direction as if to say, 'couldn't have put it better myself'. "Votever your izzue, I zuggest being out vith it." The more this dragged on, the less he felt inclined towards being a 'gentleman'. (f)
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Post by Drakov on May 4, 2015 2:09:14 GMT
(19:47:10) Cinnema had pretty much grown up alone, wandering and lost as she tried to follow a father who didn't care about her, but she hadn't been required to resort to theft and violence. She'd snuck along in shadows, snacking on abandoned kills and avoiding any scent of others for worry of running into trouble. Perhaps if she'd grown up a little different she would understand better, but she'd been a little bit spoiled after that.. But she didn't like to think about Zeeke, couldn't without easily putting herself in a bad mood. Cin chose not to respond to his first question, supposing she really had no explanation for him since she hadn't thought he'd welcome the idea anyway. But she did listen to his point of view, 'hmph'ing in response. Not in an irritated way, but kind of like. 'Okay. Cool to know.' Aaand then the whole water thing and pointed glare. Yeah we already said that okay, moving on. Cinnema's whole demeanor shifted when he brought up the day before. What? They thought her attitude (c)
(19:49:48) Cinnema- was about that? And they apparently had to bring it up even though she'd rather not.. Red ears slid back, face slipping into a blank mask as she held his stare, but she was squirming on the inside. Eyes narrowed slightly. "Wasn't even thinking about it," she would respond in a calm but quiet tone, "I just didn't think it was a good idea to go for a swim right now." Yet everyone seemed intent on making her. Was it okay to explain herself? Cin obviously flinched at his next sentence, and she couldn't take the staring anymore. Gaze flicked to the ground and head lowered, tilted to the side, tail obviously between legs. This time she hadn't been trying to start trouble or tease anyone, and yet they still felt the need to prove a point? They already did a well enough job with that. Message had been received. Her eyes flicked up to Vadimir at his additional statement, but flicked to the side again. The 'grow up' comment prompted her to stand a little taller, but only slightly. (c)
(19:53:17) Cinnema. "You insisted I rest; why try to get me to swim?" She'd shrug, as if it wasn't really a question. If he answered then okay cool. "No problems." Other than she hated dominance being shoved down her throat when she personally wasn't trying to push them to do the shoving? The only way that could be fixed would be if they magically had longer fuses and weren't so touchy. Otherwise, whatever. (e)
(19:56:46) Nida's stout legs carried her through the cattails and toward the group with a oh so casual approach it might have been deemed disrespectful by a fussier wolf. A jaunty halt made, her ears curve forward, alert, and exchanges glances at the apparent bodies there. Thereafter, she stalks forward, head held low, and tail gingerly wavering behind ankles. Seems she stumbled on a kerfuffle - not like that was anything new going on with this gathering of wolves .. right?- and felt inclined to nose her way in; well, not be her typical annoying self, no, but instead spectate and figure the on-goings. Any woof that looked her way would be provided a distinct inclination motioned with her head. Her tongue dangles out the corner of her mouth, flaccid.
(20:12:14) Drakov: Peculiar.. Was it just her attitude now, or what? Maybe she'd always been like this and he'd not noticed before. Shrug. Regardless, his stirn standing was given thanks to her glare, and nothing more. Her obvious attitude, regradless of reasoning. To which.. According to her... There was none. No point behind the 'ttude, or the glare. He hadn't enough of a care to question further, so long as it didn't continue to challenge his authority. She wanted to spill what was on her mind, chill! But as Vadim clearly stated, they wouldn't be piecing together a senseless puzzle. No no, he'd just slam her to the ground right then and there and be done with it. When her eyes finally shifted else where, he snorted lightly and shifted backwards. "I'm sure zey vater would not hurt your regardless. If anysing it would help, da? Clean zey vound." That and.. If one were to get any form of excercise while injured, doing so in water was the best method. It kept you from working to hard.[c]
(20:18:57) Drakov: Ahwell. As much as he enjoyed fighting, all this squabble as redudant. Nida's presence however was quickly noted, though head only tilted as far as was neccessarily to lay sights on the lady. "Und vhere 'ave you been?" Blunt and accusing as it seemed, it was spoken in nothing but curiosity. Though, his tone made it difficult to tell. Speaking of, infact.. He'd been meaning to ask. Brows furrowed, and he went quiet for a second. Contemplating what to say exactly. "Does anyvone know this place well? Er, has anyone gone beyond here?" To put it simple.. Was anyone familiar with the lands. Where things were, where to find substancial prey, if there were other wolves or packs. [e]
(20:34:15) Vadimir was pissed now. He could have been chewing on that stupid human he'd killed after they'd found each other at random. Really, what human just strolled through the woods without one of their blasting sticks handy? Dumb. Like this pointless feud. Lips were brought back in a sullen snarl, but before anything else could be done Nida appeared. Vadimir jerked in her direction, eyes feral. Well hello there, punching bag! Fur bristled along spine and hackles, though before he could approach the woman, Drakov stole his attention and asked a global query. "Net, ya zhil v gorode. Tak chto eto mesto mne neizvestno.." Not that it really mattered. If there was anything that was necessary to know, Vad was nigh certain that they'd happen across it in their own time. Or.... "Ve could alvayz find a native to act az a guide." He snarled out in a hoarse chuckle. Yes. Give him something to hunt. (f)
(20:39:40) Nida's head arose with an elevation of her neck, peering over the tall brushes to gawk at Cin, then the boys, soaking up as much as their conversation as possible to determine the what was happening. Apparently pecking order was still wobbly and in need to be defined. Again. A snort let loose from her nose, " hello to you, too, Drak," was the dry response to his curt question. Her lips curled to reveal her teeth underneath when the vomit-eating wolf guy started at her with a fluffed fur- she wasn't having none of that! Thankfully Drakov distracted him with a valid query, one of which also grabbed the darkly furred she-wolf focus. " Just a little. There are neighbor wolves," she babbles, duh, " and elk east of here .." Nida remains standing because she'd be careless to get comfortable - and confident enough to be perceived foolish- around these guys.
(20:59:23) Drakov: Clearly he was far less concerned. Not because he didn't agree to the pointlessness behind it all but because he was far to confident in his ability to cease it in a quick flash of red. Tail flicked mildly behind him at brothers words, sights lingering across the horizon before flicking back when Nida spoke up from across the way. "Fabulous." Perhapes they'd need to take a little traveling trip. Nevermind that Cin was pregnant, you think the idea of such a thing had crossed his mind? Hell to the no. But, more easily accessable food was a must! They were living on a ridge at the momment, it made it impossible to carry prey home, even with the lot of them. "Zen ve will be moving soon. East. Follow zey river. Vhat do you sink, Brat?" Moving was something that had them splitting up the first time around, but.. it was neccessary to survive.[c](21:00:16) Drakov: And that was the russian boys key mindset, Surviving. Thriving. Showing the world who the real bitch was. Sure as shit wasn't going to be them! [e]
(21:41:13) Vadimir looked between their party, tail swaying to and fro as he encouraged a more neutral expression to grace their impromptu meeting. Small jerk of his head would be given to assure his opinion on the matter. Moving indeed sounded like the best idea. Concerns for what the future held was non-existant for Vadimir. He'd made his amends, had learned his lesson. Now he was free to mold the world to his choosing, and he cared little to prolong formalities when they could just get hussling. Besides, it gave him something to do that didn't involve senselessly beating the shit out of Nida. "Ve all must be careful, zough. Hoomanz abound in zese voodz." As he'd discovered the previous night. That human had been harmless, honestly looking lost. But that's not to say all of them were. And it would pay to be cautious. "I'm ready ven everyone else iz."
(21:54:47) Cinnema listened quietly while topic switched to a movement of their little group taking place, glancing at Nida and wagging her tail slightly in greeting. Did she think moving was a good idea? Hell yes. Closer to food and water, that would be good. She kept quiet when asked about the area; obviously she hadn't been anywhere around. Psh. But the idea of going somewhere else, yes, she liked that. She nodded as Vad agreed to the suggestion. "I'm set," she'd add. May as well move sooner than later.
d nod. They were moving east, where there would be plentiful in respect to food and water supply, but also the likelihood of encountering wolves and two-legged naked bear things. Soft look was spared over toward Cinnema, baring a toothy grin and a tail wag. Then, with a curl of her head, a deep guttural sound resonates from her deep-set chest, and she starts to move in that direction- as if she needs a guide to lead or someone to initiate the migration! Nida carries herself at a steady pace, tail and head level with her spine as she continued forward. Off she goes! <shooooort>
(22:25:23) Drakov: Gaze fluttered about from figure to figure, though he moved only as much as was needed each time. Which.. From his standing point, wasn't a whole hell of a lot. "Glad this turned out to be an easy debate. Perhapes ve can do such more often, hrm?" Brow quirked a tad, before hindquarters rolled him to a stand. Lip curled as body ushered towards brothers general direction, before he offered a .. love bite, in there sense. A harsh prick of front teeth against his cheek matched with a mild sway of his tail. Mm. They needed to settle in and get some bro bonding time in soon. "Lead ze vay, Nida." Not that it was required. But, seeing as she clearly knew the most, it'd make the trip that much shorter. Besides, it allowed him to stare at her ass as they walked. HA.
(22:54:11) Vadimir yipped gruffly in affirmation. Yes PLEASE. Any more senseless girly shit and he was liable to choke a bitch. Tongue flicked to lubricate chops, eyes slowly rotating t oland on Drakov as he neared. Questioning eyes soon closed when the painful, lovely sensation graced his form. Ahh, so delightful.... Vadimir would respond with a elongated, jubilant growl. When Nida was elected as forward scout, Vad lifted limbs and strolled behind her, marketedly keeping close to Drakov. He was frankly grateful he had come in when he did, else Vadi might have just lost his temper. Might. "Sushchestvuyet chelovek, ya ubil, ya mogu vzyat vas tam pozzhe. Yesli khochesh." A little human flesh, a new change of scenery. What could be better?
(23:04:44) Nida shook her filthy fur, all the while strolling through the semi familiar grounds toward east. Every now and then she affectionately brushes up against her female companion, because chicks before dicks obviously. Also she's agonizingly oblivious to Drak checking out her badonkadonk. She picked up boundary markers here, and here, but nothing Nida - or the others forr that matter - be concerned with. Next, the momentum in her pace slows down as she makes her open advance upon a rocky structure. Welp .. here they are- at a new place to be.
(23:15:38) Drakov: Body shuffled a bit as they shuffled along, bumping brother from time to time and offering licks paired with more of those rough love bites. Oh how he missed his brothers presence. And how awkward it now seemed to display such affections. Prior to there seperation Vadimir was the ONLY one who got such a thing, it was utterly normal, and just as normal for no one else to recieve none. But now? Well it'd been so long, it'd been such a time since he'd been affectionate at all.. It seemed like it was supposed to be wierd, but it wasn't. "Konechno, ya delayu. Kogda v posledniy raz my razdelili delikatesom , kak eto?" Just as much so, to speak so much Russian at a single time was also becoming foreign. It'd been quite a while. Sights remained locked on the girls, despite conversing with brother dearest.[c]
(23:19:50) Drakov: Up until they had made it to there new destination. Gaze peered about, nostrils flaring and taking in what he could. What smells were close enough that it lingered into there new found turf. Nothing really. Nothing but food. Which was a fabulous thing. Paws shuffled towards the rivers edge, head leaning down to take in a refreshing drink. Mmm.. The water seemed so pure to, what with there being a mini waterfall right there. Lovely place to fish, at that. What better a location? Even more so. He was certain he could see lake across the way. A sizeable distance, sure. But it looked a lovely place for herds to graze and grab a drink. "Good vork, Nida. Zis place is almost perfect." The only thing he didn't like, was just how perfect it was. There was no doubt in his mind humans would play a role in there life being in such an inhabitable location. "Ve should split and mark territory. Be careful, zo." Was he being concerned!?! Omgosh. GASP. No, no not really. He was being factual. [e]
(23:48:42) Vadimir smiled warmly, his heart filling a confused mixture of emotions within. Indeed, it was strange to receive affection... or return it. It had been so many years, so much time spent killing and forcing others to submit and accept their fate as his next meal or throw rug. Tongue would find itself grazing Drakov's cheek, shoulder, and chin, jaws meeting his on occasion to offer a jostle here and there before releasing. Their dinner-date was planned, and now Vadimir had something not-cray cray-female related to look forward to! When Nida lead them to their new abode, Vadimir put head to ground and began sniffing about. He wasn't going to relax until he knew for certain there was nothing here waiting to shoot them, or otherwise hinder their progress. [c]
(23:48:56) [#] Vadimir rolls 1d10 Does Vadimir find traces of humans & gets 4.
(23:52:17) Vadimir nostrils detected the faintest traces of those bipedal shitstains, and his lip curled and he snarled, tail and ears tucking in silent rage. "Brat," He whispered harshly, pawing at the ground close to the den. He'd allow for Drakov to get his nose fill, before he eyed Nida before turning about to do as was advised, assuming Drak didn't have anything to say about Vadi's findings. (f)
(23:56:08) Nida totally missed out on the bromance going on between the two males at the rear of her. She was starting to regret leading them to their designated location, taking no comfort in not knowing what was going on. Alas .. no one knew the lay of the land, so meh. She turned around to receive Drak's pra- wait, he praised her? She cants her head as a ginger wag was motioned out of her tail, though eventually stops hereupon catching the dirty look she'd garnered from Vadimir. Okay, now he was picking on her for the sake of trying incite violence out of her. A squinty-eyed look was returned to him. Snort snort. Head lowers to sniff at the ground and intake the scent of alien, and hacks a breathy cough out. " I will go with Cin." Because reasons.
(00:04:44) Drakov: Mild toothy grin exposed it'self, mostly during there mommentary clack of jaws here and there, but of course once they'd arrived on the scene, and.. of course.. Sniffing had taken over conversation or affections of any sort, he was zoned. Head poked it'self into the cluster of rocks, seeking out signs of other canines before he poked out in time for Vadimir's findings to lure him closer. Nub of a tail rose the best it could, as tongue flicked across his nose. What have we here? Definately nothing he cared for. Grumble. A bit of dust puffed up as nose inhaled the smell, then snorted in distaste. "Hng.. Cin, Nida. Vhy don't you two search for other locations nearby. Anysing close to here." More specifically, maybe something alittle more shrouded. The open land was fabulous for hunting, and prey but to sleep with humans mucking about? No thanks. "Vadimir und I vill mark und check for danger. Meet back here." Check? Check. Leg even lifted mid-sentence, allowing for a stream to smack[c]
(00:05:21) Drakov: onto the rock formation before he shook himself off and aimed to press over the river. Glance was offered to Vadimir, assuming the male would follow suit.[e]
(00:30:33) Vadimir had absolutely zero tolerance for anything that walked on two legs and were positively helpless unless wielding some strange magical stick. Drakov making the plans was good, because all Vadim could think about was cutting down some pitiless hairless apes. Drak's silent inquiry was noted, and younger brother would nod. "Vedi, ya gotov." And when Drak pushed on, Vadimir would likewise spray the opposite side of the seemingly innocent structure with his own piss, before picking up the pace shortly to assure he didn't lag behind.
(00:38:08) Nida nods to Drakov and his devised plan. She heads off with Cin to go and scout the area, get a better perspective of the territory, and perhaps check out any neighboring wolves. Pack wars can be a bitch. There was lots of grass which ought to bring the Elk to them and be a potentially good thing .. the downside, undue attraction of wolves and hunters alike. Nida made notes of anything that perturbed her along the way and would probably bring up to the twin brothers later when both she-wolves return. < idk.>
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