Board Thread:Animal Roleplay/@comment-27714417-20161203020627/@comment-31605619-20161210022304

Quince waited silently. The young male seemed to be frozen in place, his nose quivered as he scented the crisp, cold air, and his ears pricked. He completely ignored Pine- or perhaps he was so focused he didn't notice her.

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Bastett heard hunters nearby, and he stood, his fur bristling and hackles raised. They hadn't seemed to spot him,as they ran after some other wolf or goose or something, but their presence put him on edge. He cautiously exited his safe spot from under the tree, and turned to begin trotting away from where he had seen them go.

(can Pine or someone run into him ouo)