Dragoncrest Cliffs I am holy now the water's hit me

nomi invited me :D

The cries from the border may not have been for him, but they were enough to draw the young wolf from his hunt. His prospects hadn't been promising anyway, and besides, he was rather near to where the voice had sounded and already. He cantered steadily along the borders, wondering what the trouble might be but not feeling overly concerned. There was worry and anxiety in the tone, but nothing screamed immediate danger to him. But when nomi's howl rang out, his pace quickened drastically. When Thur's tone carried anxiety, the young soldier knew to move faster.

Artaax slipped almost silently onto the scene, his mismatched eyes shifting from one wolf to the other as he assessed the situation. Rose stole his attention first. Because she was talking, not for any other reason... She was working feverishly, shoving plants or pieces of trees or whatever towards Portia and Dalia who he soon realized were the reason they had come. He'd never seen them so mangled, had never smelled their blood so thick in the open air before. His hackles prickled to attention as anger boiled gently in his belly and he stepped towards Thur, glancing at her for instruction, even though the love of his life Rose had already given her own.