One would had to be def not to hear that twig breaking, the crack filling his hears as she suddenly perked right up. His head did the same actually, picking up to hear where the noise had come from. It was no prey animal, or at least by the scent that seemed to fill his nose now; but one of another wolf. There was a familiarity to it, like one he'd picked up before, or perhaps even of someone he know within his own pack. The later of the one was probably his best guess really, as if it was from another pack it would not be familiar in any way. They'd also be trespassing as well, and that was something Rasmus didn't even want to deal with. He was in no way a fighter, and never has been. His magic wasn't even atuned enough for anything either. Even his third eye didn't have much use for it, right now as least.
"I know you are there," he spoke softly, not to scare the other or anything around him either, "I can smell your scent, you can come out." Rasmus used a gentle tone of voice, not wanting to come out harsh or mean towards the other. It wasn't in his nature to be that way in the first place, but it never hurt to be as gentle sounded as he could very well get.
"I know you are there," he spoke softly, not to scare the other or anything around him either, "I can smell your scent, you can come out." Rasmus used a gentle tone of voice, not wanting to come out harsh or mean towards the other. It wasn't in his nature to be that way in the first place, but it never hurt to be as gentle sounded as he could very well get.
