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In the hidden paths of the territory, Gorgon still resided. She gained his secret access back into the pack just to see what Whysper was doing . He didnt find her and dared not to get to close this soon. He sniffed the air and reconized a few new scents, or so never reconized. He looked around himself to see if he was solitary, and he seemed to be. The ex outlaw wolven, lingered deeper into the hidden pathways of the hills, and spotted a deer but let it go, as he wasnt really famished or anything of the sorts.
[COLOR=red]Not far off Jilkennaxalos had been tracking him. He'd been tracking him for hours, and was waiting for the perfect moment to strike. The bounty looked at him watching him closely. He knew a few other members of the pack knew of his existance here. The non english speaking wolf , filled with silent virtue, he still held his gaze keeping a keen hue on Gorgon, ready to strike upon stalking. He knew what the older wolf was up too, but what Gorgon didnt know was what he was up against. He knew he wasnt spotted as Jilkennaxalos was well trained in keeping stealth, as he kept watchas he prowled and stalked. He half expected the pretty assassin femme friend of his, to still be following suit. But he didnt even bother looking over his shoulders, as he was far to occupide with watching the Outlaw.[/COLOR=red]
Gorgon had no clue as to what the hell was going on. He continued forth, in his prowling ways, as he lingered about. He however caught the scent of Jilkennaxalos, though it was a faint scent, and he couldnt tell if he was existant here or not. So he disregarded it for a while..
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