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This would've been up quicker, but people kept coming into the room and distracting me. >>;

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Seated quite comfortably on the edges of the shrubbery that starkly announced the beginning of the Hó'nehe territories, a pair of bi-toned eyes where trained lazily on the gaping opening that quite literally led to another world. Ever since the meeting a few nights ago, Hawkspur had taken it upon himself to patrol these boundaries quite frequently, to ensure that no more of those simple minded idiots would slip through their nets, as it were, and continue to poison their lands with their ignorance. But with boredom settling like a black cloud over his mood, he was beginning to feel his hackles piqued by curiosity and the dark tunnel was beginning to look more inviting by the second.

After what would seem like an eternity, as time invariably does in periods such as these, he stirred his haunches into a lift and with a tentative look around, preened his ears to their lengths and padded quietly toward the entrance. He always found that the innards of this very cave was intriguing enough to say the least, but fortunately for Element the Ahtono'e's interests where draw past the intricacies of rock and wet stone. It didn't take him long to traverse its lengths and yet, he couldn't say he was particularly pleased when a bi-toned hued face was to be see staring back at him from the other side. In fact, it caused a frown to rumple his ruggedly handsome features instantaneously. "I can't go anywhere without any of you lots showing up, can I?"

It was at this point he noticed the hare and arched his brow according, stiffening his neck to raise his headpiece in the height of questioning, his tone the edge of subtle mockery. "Are you just planning a tea party or something?"

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A gift and an apology… well, wasn't he just a lucky little devil today! In fact, just the mere mention of an apology coupled with trespassing would bring about the recollection of Tiamat's visit to, funnily enough, apologise for doing exactly the same thing. Only, she hadn’t brought him—and Cochise—a pretty little present to emotionally blackmail them with and it was with this in mind that he decided right there and then that he liked Element a lot better than the Creek wolf. His stomach was something that was easier to manipulate than his emotions, quite evidently. "Oh. And here I was thinking you brought me a gift for my birthday." Without another word to convey his inward motives he continued with the fluid strokes of his gait, carrying himself adequately out of the tunnel's overhanging reach and around so that his lovely self could still see the front of Element.

He would seat himself here, conveying with his body language simply—because actually saying it would be too easy for Hawkspur—that he accepted his apology and was willing to let the Zayin entertain him for as long as he could hold Hawk's interest. The rich plume of his tail swept idly across the crumpled leaves littering the floor by his haunches and the Tribe male studied the hare for a moment before lifting his attention to the male, once more. "No, my little sweetie-pie, I don't want a tea party anymore. I want a birthday party." And with that he cracked any equally humorous grin as was currently adorning Element's lips.

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The sweep of his tail, idle in its very motions prior, now shifted across the emerald floors with a curling, almost genial motion to it, clearly expressing the Ahtono'e's pleasure that for whatever reason Element was willing to throw him a birthday party for something that was, unbeknownst to him, over half a year away. "Well, it can say "Happy Birthday Hawkspur!" on it… with a nice special little message from my Shadow buddy." His expression was where there lay a problem. For some reason that handsome Hó'nehe boy always had the undertones of sarcasm, mockery or something equally as sinister threading throughout his features that must have made him seem quite untrustworthy. And the tones which labelled his voices baritone curl often didn't help either. "I'm sure you can think of one."

But even now as the two feel beneath the cape of silence, Hawkspur was suspicious of the sudden motives for this meeting… or at least felt that there was an undertone that was to become quite evident in the moments following the introduction of his name into the stream of things. What he wasn't quite sure, but the keenest of senses had already dictated to him that this Element from Mount Shadow wasn't planning on getting any of his shadowy friends to jump him during his party. Whatever it was, he suspected that all this talk of a banner was just that: simply talk and that was just disappointing to say the least.

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:O! I've only just realised that you've been saying things OOC in your other posts and I've been missing them. ;_____;

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"Likewise," He drawled without the conviction Element probably voiced the statement with and instead, turned his muzzle into the chilly sweep of the wind. It drew its invisible fingers across the fine creamy hairs of his snout, teasing each out of its perfect alignment, gently kissing the rough edges of his ebony button and whispering soft subtleties into the chaste hollow of his ruddy ear. Had he been in his own company, or at least not aware of eyes prying across his stocky form, he might have closed his argumentative gaze to appeal to the height of his senses, but resisted the momentary tugging desire. His interest simply remained averted till the baritone rumble of the male's voice snagged one of his ears into a twist.

Somewhat reluctantly, the roll of his eyes where quick to follow that action and narrowed visibly in consequence to the delaying small talk. "I've felt colder winds around this time," Hawk answered with an evident clipped feature creeping into the undertow of his words, wondering with a rawer intensity what exactly his companion was steering toward. And with the coming of the present came his answer and it seemed so obvious that the autumnal male almost scoffed at his own ignorance to what was right in front of his face. Of course he wanted to know about the Hó'nehe and the Hó'nehe-htso'e.

"Not wrong," he ventured in what could only be deemed as encouraging, "It's the same as any flat land really. Except we get a little more, with all the snow falling off the mountains that surround the Hó'nehe-htso'e." Then considering this was turning into a let's-share-a-like party he added, "Do you all move to the lower grounds of your territory then?"

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Of all the other mountain packs he'd met in his travels, it had been customary to come down from the lofty heights of their peak to the lower lands where the snows depths and severity where considerably less and that was where the prey frequented. The latter would become increasingly important in the depths of winter when food was scarce and so, he found it strange that his pack would just… stay in the Mountain, for the most part. He shouldn't have been surprised, however, since these four packs in the Valley where a breed apart from the norm he was used to and so he replied to the answer with a simple "Oh," for lack of anything else to say.

Considering the majority of the Valley's inhabitants had at one point or another flooded over their lands like a swarm of locusts on a crop, with their stories of "ghosts" and other worldly things running rife off their tongues, it came as no surprise to him when Element said the Tribe was of great interest to them. In fact, he'd had a ton of prying little wolves trying to get their paws on their secrets, their reasons for being so near to their wild valley and anything else that happened to run along that similar vein of thought. Some of his Tribe members, such as Sakari, had been forthcoming with any information requested he believed, but he was more likely to give them all the run around than deliver anything partially useful to the inquirers.

"Your valley's "welcoming comity" did happen to bring it to my attention," And he resisted (somehow) the urge to tack on a constantly to the trailing end of this statement and instead swallowed it on the tip of his tongue. "Ask away," Spur said instead, twitching the ruddy curve of his ear in repose.

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They also had a habit of apologising on their pack's behalves, he noticed. He found that a strange parallel to draw because never once would he or probably would ever apologise for the wrong doing of Rowtag (especially!), Olathe or any of the others. Simply because it was them who where in the wrong and the apology would only be worth the breath it used if it came from them. Don't get him wrong, Hawkspur appreciated the gesture Element was putting forward, but it wasn't his place to apologise, he felt, for anything other than his own "crimes" which had already been settled. The fact that he was sitting here talking to him as amicably as he was denoted that. So, it was with a soft nod and a shrug that he would acknowledge that shred of decency in the Mount wolf.

As for the invitation, the Ahtono'e tilted his head curiously at the prospect and pondered on the possibility of doing so. He, in the height of youth, was always an inquisitive thing creature from birth and if not only for the ways in which he could manipulate them, he was somewhat eager to learn about these wolves that were a far cry away from anything he'd even known before. "Yeah, maybe." came his round-about gratitude eventually.

Hawkspur would find momentary amusement in the way Element's ears perked at the suggestion that he would sate all his knowledgeable desires, but in truth the Neve'heth male was only prepared to answer a portion of them, which where in fact well known answers to most that had flocked to their borders. Nothing more invasive would be broached upon and thankfully (or not) the familiar ones came to curl in his ears. "I think the latter personally given your lack of respect for obvious borders. And your talk of roaming ghosts besides." But a brow perched and the sharper portion of his tongue retreated, as thankfully this was not one of the dumbest one of them that he'd encountered. "You're not the stupidest one I've come across, so that's something to be thankful for."

Nevertheless he shook his head, for shaking's sake, before continuing, in his own time of course, "We moved here recently. So that might be why."

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I hope you don't mind me finishing this off now. I won't be around later on (to post) and I'm not sure I'll get the chance to post tomorrow. I enjoyed it, though! :D

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“So your pack… the Ho’nehe, would it be too much for me to ask why the cause of all this secrecy?” Wasn't it obvious? There mere fact that the Hó'nehe were taking such a dim view to trespassers all over their lands—as it wasn't just about wolven etiquette—would be a perfect indicator to the answer to that very question. But then, Hawkspur never did have to restate that he didn't think much of these wolves and their subsequent intelligence. Drawing in air deeply through his nasal passages, he let it filter out in a purposeful sigh, flicking his eyes upward whilst the action of doing such persisted.

It was only after the trail end had deflated his feathered chest entirely that he swung himself quite suddenly to his pinnacle, lifting his tail above the saddled arch of his back and letting his features contort into a an unfriendly expression. "We don't like outsiders." It was said bluntly, with any harshness perceived in his notes to be fully intended. And with that, and without so much as goodbye nod or other indicative to such, the Tribe's Ahtono'e stalked past him dismissively, about his way, as if Element hadn't even been with him in the first place.

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