Valan clenches his jaw and snorts in annoyance, shifting back to Homid for a moment to remove his suit and shoes and punch a message into his phone,
Spoiler: Message to Beta, Lords, Talons and any local Kin.
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Den attacked. Wyrm-sign everywhere. The White hunts.
He then slipped his phone carefully into his suit pocket, hung it in the closet and swelled into his favored Hispo form, the white of his scar spreading from his milk-white eye to encompass his head and chest and back in snow-white fur, only the "boots" of his legs being the signature night-black of the Shadow Lords.
Spoiler: Shift roll: Hispo Diff 7
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(8d10)[7][4][9][6][10][7][4][9](56)
The large wolf raising its head to the room and drew in a breath, letting the nose it was born with and Gaia's will show him the path to his Enemy.
Spoiler: Sensing: Diff -1 for Hispo
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(6d10)[1][10][7][4][1][5](28)