Wheeling Gull Isle Roll out the drums of war

The scent of intruders flooded the island and fear took over Naya's body for a moment, without thinking it twice she came after Ypres, who so bravely ran towards the scent, to protect her pack, to do her duty. Naya wouldn't leave her alone in this. If she died there in the hands of the seven raging wolves that emerged from the seawater onto the island she wouldn't care, but she was gonna back up her alpha no matter the outcome.

"Ypres.." Naya called softly when she caught up with her friend. Ypres was talking to the enemy's leader, she was trying to manage things speaking rather than fighting back, a brave decision, but Naya wasn't so sure the mountain wolves would be so responsive at Ypres' attempt to cool things down, so she stood ready for action, head low, ears perked. A growl almost escaped her mouth but she resisted, she didn't want to make things worse.