Turret

The large mongrel had picked up a very disturbing scent to him; that of his half brother. His blood was up already, after he succeded in revenging his friend's death. Now he was ready for the last revenge on his mind; that of Legosa. The large white hybrid paced along the boarder, closest to the Sora Asiatic territory. He didn't howl yet, because he knew that pack was fairly large and he didn't want to draw the attention of anyone but his half brother. He just waited patiently.

black fyre

*she had been roaming the area checking up on everything. she noticed the demon. padding over ready for anything she asked*what are you here for?

Turret

He had no quarrel with Black Fyre, so he wasn't about to start one. Dipping his head respectfully, the hybrid spoke in a controlled voice, "I was wondering... does a dog by the name of Legosa reside in your packlands?" He didn't give any explanations for his question, and tried to sound as polite as he possibly could.

black fyre

yes hes our omega

Turret

Turret smirked to himself, learing that his half-brother was an omega. It didn't surpise him at all. Thinking over his words carefully, he spoke again, "Do you know where he is now? I need to speak with him."

black fyre

*she nodded* he is in the no wolf zone between us and another territory. she pointed in a direction with her maw*

Turret

Turret bowed his head, "Thanks. I'll just go have a little chat with him." He turned and left the area at a swift gallop. The wolf-hybrid skirted around the side boarders of the territory, careful not to cross into his brother's land.