I Want Something That I Want

[Flynn Rider]

(ooc: July 7th. Open to werewolves that are a part of Sinbad's pack only. Meant to be Flynn's introduction to the pack.)

There was no doubt in Flynn's mind that he had entered entirely new territory. In fact, he was positive he wasn't in the land he was used to anymore. His 'home' felt so far off that it was like he had never been home at all. All he knew was that he had wanted to get away from the Stabbington Brothers before something else stupid happened. He'd attacked one of his comrades. Without warning. Something had obviously changed about him, and he wasn't about to stick around there to find out if it would happen again. This had led to Flynn bounding off into this new world of sorts.

All Flynn really knew was that he felt lost. The brown wolf had been walking through the woods for what felt like an eternity before he happened upon some strange looking caves. Intrigued, he decided to check them out. Maybe he would find someone that could tell him what was going on. Or maybe he'd find some hidden treasure of some kind. That piqued the wolf's interest to the point where he could walk into the caves unafraid. When he came to a stop, he let one ear rise up while the other drooped a bit and his tongue flopped out of his mouth. He wasn't tired from the run. He was tired from the long day.

"Hello? Anyone in here?" Flynn asked.

[Sinbad]

(short post is short. D: I'll make better ones as I go along, but this is all I can come up with before bed. I'm about to fall asleep on my keyboard here. )

Sinbad cracked open bright yellow eyes at the sound of a voice. His ears flicked up, nostrils flaring. After a moment, he realized it was another werewolf. And not part of his pack. He stood and stalked over. "Who's there?" He asked. Sinbad stopped before the newcomer. His gaze swept over him. He didn't seem hostile. "Are you lost?"

[Flynn Rider]

Well, that was fast. Flynn thought as he found himself looking in Sinbad's direction. It was good to know he wasn't alone, at the very least. At length, he gave a little nod of confirmation. "More or less, yeah. I just sort of picked a random direction and started running, so now I've got no idea where I am." Flynn replied. He wondered if that was a common story to tell. The fact that he was with another wolf seemed to indicate that he wasn't the only one having problems. Maybe there were others. Given the amount of caves he had seen, though, it seemed likely that there would be others around. So it was stupid to assume otherwise.

"Name's Flynn. So, I guess the best thing to do would be to ask just where I am." he said. Sindbad seemed to be in the know around the area. He had to be if he had been the first to greet him. So, maybe he would finally get some answers.

[Sinbad]

"Sinbad, alpha of the werewolf pack." He gave a slight nod in greeting. "Well, Flynn, you're in the Haunted Woods; home to the us and the," Sinbad grimaced as he said it. "bloodsuckers--er, I mean, vampires." He swished his tail. "Come on, I'll give you a tour."

It wasn't that he didn't trust the new wolf (okay, part of him distrusted the newcomer) but if Flynn had been able to cross the territory lines without alerting anyone, then a full patrol of the area was a good idea. Who knew what else managed to sneak onto their lands without the werewolves knowledge? Not that Flynn needed to know and besides, Sinbad did need to stretch his legs after his nap.

[Flynn Rider]

Flynn was liking this idea already. It wasn't exactly the warmest greeting he would have imagined, but he would deal with it. After all, it wasn't every day that the alpha did the greeting as far as he knew. Then again, how often did one run in to other werewolves? Not very. So either way Flynn was interested in seeing what he had to get used to. He wasn't terribly concerned with how long it would take to get used to such an environment. Flynn was a thief by nature. Thieves had to adapt to new environments as a result of having to flee from one place to move to another. So this wasn't a big deal to him. Even if it were, he wouldn't have said anything about it. Flynn was more concerned about learning everything he could in relation to this new terrain.

"Can't wait. I didn't really get a good look at much around me before, anyway." Flynn stated. The reason for that should have been obvious. He had been far too focused on finding a destination than he had been with looking at what was around him. So it came naturally that he would follow after this other werewolf. He knew the area better than he did, so it only made sense that he would listen to Sinbad. "What kind of terrain am I dealing with here, anyway? I mean we got these caves, but what else is there?" he wondered out loud.