6/12/2026, 2:06 PM
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Newcomers to Sanguine were worth note. Worth investigation, too, for Silver was nothing if not thorough. There would be nothing that slipped past his cunning eyes and ears, not when his survival here depended on maximizing the personal profit the silver can squeeze from all the sorry souls Joxer drags into his orbit. The greater their numbers, the safer Silver is. He has a vested interest in ensuring healthy growth.
From what he hears, though, these two new wolves are young. Dumb kids in over their heads, he figures. Unfortunate. Not his problem, either. But they might have a hard time adjusting to the desert's extremes. Silver clutches a hare in his jaws as the world glows orange in the light of the setting sun. It burns on the horizon like a single amber eye, alight with all-consuming greed. Silver turns his back to it, follows the scent of the new wolves until it overwhelms the scent of the hare's blood.
He halts, chuffs sharply to summon them from whatever rocky outcropping they're lurking behind. Silver paints his posture and voice in varying shades of strict neutrality - not yet decided what he wants to portray to the strangers.