[Alucard has found himself in need of the wilderness again. It happens after so many days in the city. The pattern is predictable now. Comforting, in it's way. He manages two weeks of being human shaped, working, and interacting with the world. Then it becomes a bit too much and he takes to his wolf or bat forms, and retreats to desert. He has a small space carved out of a natural occurring cave now. Home away from home.
But getting there takes time, and the wind has picked up. Alucard lets out an annoyed noise, the shape of a man becoming a shape of a wolf. Easier to trod over the sand.
It is a great white wolf that sees Altaïr's shape in the desert. It is gold eyes that stare at him, trying to place the man. An unknown face. And for it, there's a soft rrrr? in his direction, the body language of the wolf tensing only slightly.]
Desert
But getting there takes time, and the wind has picked up. Alucard lets out an annoyed noise, the shape of a man becoming a shape of a wolf. Easier to trod over the sand.
It is a great white wolf that sees Altaïr's shape in the desert. It is gold eyes that stare at him, trying to place the man. An unknown face. And for it, there's a soft rrrr? in his direction, the body language of the wolf tensing only slightly.]