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Lying in wait. Arlo would have found that amusing in the case of being discovered accidentally, and having befell paws that intended to harm. But she seemed ignorant, watching her from high above. And that's when Arlo dove down, his wings tucking close and paws outstretched. He came to a thundering stop from above, winds cascading down and the draconic feline landing, flapping his black wings as he tucked them close to his side.

He offered a firm smile, his red eyes trained on her and his voice strong as he spoke. It was strange, however- his body hardly was intimidating, but there was something else on his shoulders that made him so large in life. "You've just stepped foot into Golden Eye territory. What is your name, trespasser?" He questioned, his voice as smooth as butter, his spiked tail slowly lashing behind him.

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The reaction almost startled Arlo himself. He didn't suspect a fighter just yet, but after the initial scare, it was almost laughable how she reacted. Arlo was not looming in figure, just in legend, so it seemed. A snicker gently left him as she lashed out at his counterpart, Arlo's head tipping towards the undead fox, before looking back towards Cleopatra.

"This is a group. The Golden Eye, where we call home." He turned his head back towards the territory, sweeping his wing out towards the mountains. His head turned back towards Cleopatra. "With that in mind, I believe I'll overlook your tone if you're looking for a new home." He raised his brow a bit, his frown deep for a long moment.

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Arlo let a soft breath escape him, fluffing up just a bit. His eyes closed for a long moment, thinking long and hard. Responsibility weighed here, but the constant need for resources was another problem. His eyes opened, looking at the fox, before back towards Cleopatra. "That's fine. Welcome to the Golden Eye. My name is Arlo, the Vanguard." He responded promptly.

With that, Arlo turned, looking down the mountainous hill and towards the joining river and creek, where few people milled about on the open camp. He nudged his head forward. "We live down there. Need I show you, or are you alright on your own?" Arlo prompted, turning her head towards the newcomer again.

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