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The titan fell into his routine easily, going about his business to repeatedly strength his borders to ensure that no scent of his grew dull or died off. The latter would be hard given how active he was through his Vale yet it was not something he was willing to allow, his desire to ward off anyone seeking to cause chaos strong enough to keep him active -- perhaps dangerously so, as his habits repeated themselves.
It had only gotten more intense as Olive grew by the day, carrying their children. Today, though, the patrol had led him on one of his usual routes just out of the borders as he did his daily check of them and a present was seemingly left. A strange one, he thought as his molten gaze happened upon the crimson trail in the snow. A sniff of his nose didn't divulge to him any wolves that were not accounted for but as he followed the trail, there lay a pair of antlers.
Seeing antlers was not entirely that strange but usually they were accompanied by a corpse, their owner, or at least a skull. This was not the case, for all they were accompanied by was fresh blood. Tiberius' features were stormy as his shoulders grew rigid, was someone hunting too close to his home? Yet... no strange scent was on the wind, though downwind he stood so perhaps it carried differently. The blood was fresh, very fresh, however, yet no one was in sight.
The titan looked to the antlers, strange as they were without a skull attached. Suspicion coursed through his bulky frame as he flickered his gaze around once more protectively, suspiciously. ^^
prompt generated: On the ground there are a pair of antlers, but fresh blood is splattered around them.
setting: just outside duskguard borders
skill note: warden
setting: just outside duskguard borders
skill note: warden
The titan fell into his routine easily, going about his business to repeatedly strength his borders to ensure that no scent of his grew dull or died off. The latter would be hard given how active he was through his Vale yet it was not something he was willing to allow, his desire to ward off anyone seeking to cause chaos strong enough to keep him active -- perhaps dangerously so, as his habits repeated themselves.
It had only gotten more intense as Olive grew by the day, carrying their children. Today, though, the patrol had led him on one of his usual routes just out of the borders as he did his daily check of them and a present was seemingly left. A strange one, he thought as his molten gaze happened upon the crimson trail in the snow. A sniff of his nose didn't divulge to him any wolves that were not accounted for but as he followed the trail, there lay a pair of antlers.
Seeing antlers was not entirely that strange but usually they were accompanied by a corpse, their owner, or at least a skull. This was not the case, for all they were accompanied by was fresh blood. Tiberius' features were stormy as his shoulders grew rigid, was someone hunting too close to his home? Yet... no strange scent was on the wind, though downwind he stood so perhaps it carried differently. The blood was fresh, very fresh, however, yet no one was in sight.
The titan looked to the antlers, strange as they were without a skull attached. Suspicion coursed through his bulky frame as he flickered his gaze around once more protectively, suspiciously. ^^
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