[Shiro raises his head. The black scales are easy to see and he follows them with his wolf sight. Ah, bloodline magic. He'd heard about that. He flicks his ears once and yips, with jerk of his head.
Follow.
With his shoulder healed it takes the stiffness out of his movements. He's at home on four paws and it shows, he moves almost as naturally as any wolf of the wilds.
Shiro circles around to the back of the trees near the village edge and breathes. The stretch of the creatures is there. His ears flatten against his skull as a low warning growl builds in his chest. It's fresh but not as immediately fresh as their actual presence would be. He still looks back to signal there's trouble by making sure Ren sees him lower himself into a hunter's stalk.]
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Follow.
With his shoulder healed it takes the stiffness out of his movements. He's at home on four paws and it shows, he moves almost as naturally as any wolf of the wilds.
Shiro circles around to the back of the trees near the village edge and breathes. The stretch of the creatures is there. His ears flatten against his skull as a low warning growl builds in his chest. It's fresh but not as immediately fresh as their actual presence would be. He still looks back to signal there's trouble by making sure Ren sees him lower himself into a hunter's stalk.]