<<I am ready for more. The Pack is strong. We can defend our territory and chase away or kill invaders!>> Matt shakes himself in his huge, Urshul form, stretching out as if preparing to run and hunt!
<<I am ready for more. The Pack is strong. We can defend our territory and chase away or kill invaders!>> Matt shakes himself in his huge, Urshul form, stretching out as if preparing to run and hunt!
Before it almost felt like the Hisil was holding its breath. Now Hector can almost feel the Hisil having let go of that breath and relaxing. No spirits venture near the pack and instead almost seem to diligently avoid the pack. Spirits pretending to be cars turn away a block away, spirits fluttering and swishing overhead turn away and fly elsewhere, smaller motes of spirits are even starting to drift slowly away. The message has been heard and understood. The half-breeds are back and hunting.
I think we're done here. Shall we close this one down? It's at a natural stopping point Kelreth
Good call, I'm closing this out. Hope it was a fun scene!