The Saffron Wheatfields

Well, he was a persistent one, he was, Shamus had to admit. That Felonious wouldn't give him an inch. He had tried ditching him, dodging him, conning him, annoying him, convincing him, anything short of fighting with him. Besides 'entertaining' him with the wonderful stories of his adventures, Shamus didn't have any cards left to pull. He was going to have to have Felonious along with him. He began to wonder if the Hemlock would be able to recite the story he had oft repeated of when he had almost married the daughter of the Deon alpha. She had been a lovely girl, until he jilted her. You don't know what being throttled is until you have the teeth of a wolf that can crush metal around your neck.

They had spent the night among the endless fields of wheat that he called him home, and the Saffron knew that by mid-morning he would be arriving in the village of the current alpha, or Thane, as the Saffron liked to call their annual elected leader. Shamus' initial plan had been to convince Felonious to wait outside the village in the wheat fields while he did his work, but he realized that he could use the Hemlock to further his goals. Getting Schemeko's lackey banished or killed would be a nice bonus, as he would be unable to lead his leader back to where Shamus was. Shamus had no interest in Schemeko once he was Thane. In fact, he hadn't any intrest in that Hemlock gang leader before he was Thane either!

"Well matey, your about to learn today where I learned to be so nice! We Saffron pride ourself on hospitality, so if ya will just behave for the next few days and listen to me, things might work out for ya. There are always a few foriegn wolves in the village this time of year for the harvest festival. Maybe you'll find a new minion fo' your boss to bring back to the swamps with ya" Shamus said with his usual brogue.

Felonious was quite thoroughly tired from this long journey from the Swamps to the Wheatfields. It didn't help things either when Shamus practically tried every trick in the book to lose him. Unfortunately for him Felonious is quite dedicated once Schemeko gives him a job no matter how unpractical or difficult it may be. Still even he can't do everything and it's taking all that he can to remain standing up. When he heard they were nearing civilization, Felonious felt relieved. He really did hope that this venture would be fruitful to Schemeko in the end.

"Right...so long as there's a place I can rest, I could really care less at this point." Felonious spoke. Throughout their trip the Hemlock hardly responded to Shamus when he spoke. He eventually found it pointless to converse with the Saffron since every word out of his lips were either an insult, a joke, or a long winded story. He could tell that the Saffron cared as little about him as well, so with that kind of tension always being present, it was easy to tell they weren't friends in the slightest. Even so Felonious was indeed persistent and quite patient all things considering.

He then looked towards Shamus and shrugged, "Just lead on then." He said as he followed behind the Harvest Wolf. Now he just hoped the rest of his Pack doesn't act like him. Oh Gods, it was a thought he dreaded as soon as he got to know this Wolf.