[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]The metallic scent of blood is what the Roseblood member first noticed out of order.  The big cat would approach out of the trees and mist, his sharp slit pupil eyes set on the tiger.  Sephiroth’s eyes briefly shifted to corpse on the ground, still warm and seemingly the source of the stench he’d caught onto too.  It wasn’t exactly different then the smell of rot and decay in the Roseblood territory, but still; did one have to be so messy when it came to kills?  The silver maned lion’s nostrils would flare slightly before he looked back to Marauder.

Hm.  Another large cat.  Somebody he could stand on equal footing with.  ”Is there a reason you have for dirtying the border?”  Sephiroth would comment, a pale ear twitching as he questioned the tiger’s motives.  ”The territory smells terribly enough already, so at the very least try and clean up after yourself once we’re finished here.”