The ebony brute kept his pace at a steady jog with his nasal passages guiding him as he followed the new scent to the border. It was mixed with Crazy Angel's scent, one of the new wolves that Kong had accepted into the pack. He hoped he wasn't being too soft, letting all these wolves in. He himself had been the one of opinion to think that smaller packs were better packs, with more closely knit wolves made for better communication and hunts. He wasn't the head though so he couldn't just close off the borders. That wasn't his call. Surely Paranoia and Angel would see fit to go through the wolves he'd invited into their pack and make sure they're up to snuff though. He sure hoped he wasn't making any mistakes. That would probably be the end of his and Paranoia's close friendship. He did like talking to the belle too.
Getting nearer, his windows fell on the pair and at first glance, a frown touched his mirrors as he glanced to Angel. Why were they just inside the borders? Not that Kong minded that she was there since she was a member of the pack from his opinion but the new comer wasn't and it would be lax on his part to allow every wolf with a pack escort to come in and out of the borders like a chaperoned field trip. That was not what this pack territory was and if it was kept up to him, he would make sure it stayed that way. ti was more respectful to the alphas that way. They didn't spend all their time marking the borders so wolves have something to smell on their way in. It was a warning for them to stay out unless invited in and it had to be a wolf with some power to invite them in, not just any pack mate. There wouldn't be ranks if it was built that way.
A slight glance to Angel told her he was a little disappointed in her judgment since ti seemed she either didn't check with someone beforehand or whoever had told her it was okay was misinformed themselves. But his glanced didn't stay on the princess long before he moved them over to the nameless creature, letting his pools graze over the femme's form politely. She seemed a bit shifty and nervous, like she hadn't done this before or very often before. Not that it was a bad thing, he just hoped she would catch on quick. He didn't need a lot of young novice wolves running the borders. Slowing his paw prints down to a walk, he etched a welcoming smile on his scars as he neared the two females, stopping a few feet within the borders himself as he addressed the new wolf after a slight head bob greeting to Angel.
Hello there, miss. I am King Kong, though you may call me Kong. I am omega of this pack and standing in for border patrol for the alphas while they are regrettably away. I will let it by for now but for your own sakes, I ask that you please stay on the outside of the borders before you are greeted by an alpha or other welcoming committee. Other packs don't take trespassers lightly and while you may not see yourself as that, a territory is a territory for a reason and it should not be disrespected without permitted entry. Now that business is out of the way, what is your name and why did you pick Munashii Gekko as your potential harem?
He continued to keep his gaze on the femora, only letting it wander once to Crazy Angel when he spoke of the border issue. He wanted to make sure she was listening as well so she'd know for next time. His orbs remained soft and forgiving though. It was one of the things that defined the titan really. he was too soft. Maybe he was making up for his horrific past.
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KING KONG_WOLF_ADULT_BLACK_GRAY WOLF_ OMEGA OF MUNASHII GEKKO_FATHER OF NONE
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