burning bridges / o, return

[Luca]

Luca had taken to patrolling the territory lately, as he often did after joining a clan. It made it easier for him to get used to the territory, and if he was lucky he'd find a cool secluded place to sulk away from the public eye. He doubted he'd find any such places near the border, but he always checked there first in case there was a joiner or visitor waiting. Lucky, because for once he seemed to arrive right on time. "Hey," the hellhound called out as he approached her, unaware that she was returning. He was too new to pick up on stuff like that. "Watcha' want with the Typhoon?" It was a bit direct, but subtlety was never Luca's strong suit. He took a second to scan her head to toe, perhaps lingering just a tad too long. She didn't smell like any of the other groups, so he assumed she was just the average joiner, although it was never a bad idea to make sure.