Week 12, Monday morning: A new arrival.

((haha, helarous misunderstanding time!

Given the gun Darya gave Ace is in the bag he left upstairs the Couger that Ace pulled out does actualy have a heart engraved just above the trigger. It's on a black weapon so isn't usualy that noticable but as you are explicitly looking for it you might see it. FYI

Also, if anyone else wants to talk to Ace on his first day he is there all day and he always leaves his door open if he is in, unless he is dressing or sleeping or such.))

(Sosie has a light firearms of three, so probably enough to realize that is a WF cougar. Probably. Also, hearts over the triggers, that is just PWECIOUS. Ace you are the cutest person on the forums.)

Evee lifted her head from the floor and pricked her ears. She had found a new smell among the scents of Seoul Waste Away. She had been identifying scents she had up until now been unable to place, including the elusive smell of Dusty, but this one was entirely new. A human's nonetheless and a male's at that. Evee was momentarily unsure, remembering the multiple occasions on which she had torn men limb from limb, wondering whether that would be what her alpha, or beta even, would expect of her. But no she had seen Seoul Waste Away from without and knew that this was a territory you could not enter without permission. True neither her alpha nor beta were here right now and Darya was also gone, the other humans were here and they would not tolerate an outsider in their midst’s. Clearly the male was not a threat then. While shape would never match the sensory orchestra that was scent, it was always good to put the two together and in addition to her own curiosity Evee knew her alpha may wish to use her eyes to see the newcomer.

She lowered her nose to the ground once again to learn as much as she could from the scent while following it. Oil, vehicle? Clothes, sweat, smelling faintly of a place Evee did not recognise, boots bearing the cacophony of smells Evee had come to know as Seoul. She felt and heard the gunshots at the same time and dropped low to the ground her snout curling into a predatory snarl. Ready to assail her adversary Evee realised where in the house the shots were coming from. She was not clear on why or how but it was the one place in the territory gun fire was regularly allowed. She had observed her alpha firing away with all but gleeful abandon there and had wondered if her alpha would be turned on for it, since she had not been and the humans were not responding, Evee knew it was not a problem. Descending Evee found the scent was intermingled with Sosie's meaning she had accompanied him. Her scent was distinctive; that of innards, machine parts and any mix of chemicals, it was little wonder Evee's alpha liked her. Reaching the foot of the stairs Evee faced a crossroads where the scent branched off in multiple directions. Opting for the strongest, Evee pressed on but detected the faint tang of coffee and plasma that identified Ida. Followed by one of her half human pack; the female, the warrior. That meant that only the scuttle-spider Dusty and the Voice-Given-Flesh-And-Protection attended Sosie, still this territory was hers and she would not permit outsiders. As she reached the basement Evee finally placed the scent, it was the male who accompanied Ida previously. Alpha had accepted him, as had beta without question. Yes he is fine.

Reaching the doorway, Evee pushed her head around it, examining the room. The male was as she recalled him, less some things over his eyes, and fired metal into the targets with precision and aptitude. The room was saturated with the smell of gun fire and the shots hurt Evee's ears though not as bad as the long twin sticks which had injured beta. Evee wondered what the male would do next and if alpha would want her to learn the different smells of guns. Fading into the background Evee padded softly into the room and sat down, observing the newcomer and occasionally breathing in his scent to familiarise herself with it and his weapon.*