A.I am human| Joining

[HAMMOND]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]For most, it perhaps would've been strange for the Cattle Dog to have ghosted Delilah on her way to the borders. With his interactions with the feline limited and his reputation for being sociable non-existent, the reasons for Axle to cautiously follow the recently returned female were few and far between. Knowing parts of his personality behind his pragmatism and serious nature justified some of it, in the end, it was at the Guardsman's discretion to reveal what he was doing. Escaping from his shelter among the foliage, the cautious canine would settle next to their medic, ears pricked and tail raised - alert. There was a reason he seemed absent from the borders plenty of times, it was because he wasn't good at introducing newcomers, with threats looming over the home he'd made at the moment however, Axle'd have to stop being so isolated in case another clanmate got whisked away.

Remember. Losing a life means the group you're apart of also weakens. That was his justification for caring so much, the blue merle refusing to admit it had anything to do with his protective nature slowly returning. He'd counter his thoughts with 'less mouths to feed' if that trait didn't play a part but it wasn't something so easily accepted when he'd spent a year by himself. A quiet growl escaped him as he lowered his head, not inherently aggressive, just a warning not to try anything if the two turned their backs. This creature was foreign to these lands after all, with no tales of their deeds reaching his ears, it was risky to allow a stranger to assimilate. "Maybe," he huffed, voice raspy and slurred from under use. "Other can say yes or no,". Being a High Position, it was obvious that Axle had the authority to allow Nasrin in... he just didn't feel comfortable with that authority.