Meiken padded along, following the scent of the weasel she had been trailing. It would make a good breakfast she had decided. She paused however upon stumbling across a trail of scent, marked by many wolves in an almost circular way. She was unaware of the laws of wolves, the ones stating you must not cross without permission.
The weasel had crossed so she did too with little thought. She didn't think the wolves she smelt in the area would mind, the border was only a few feet away. She finally found the weasel, sleeping in a burrow. She dug it out and snapped its neck as it panicked, squealing loudly and even chomping down on her paw!
Once it was dead she made to leave, wondering what on earth that line could be for.
*tumbles in* Apologies for late reply
Seeing that there were was excitement around the borders that past few days, Shikoba had taken it upon herself to really check the borders and leave her scent to linger around. She wasn't a fan of checking along by herself, especially since Mordecai said to go in pairs. But she needed to get the task done right away, and she would return inland soon.
While on her trip, the scent of something else lingered in her nostrils. It was foreign, just like Shikoba herself. Except, the scent was one not of a wolf. It was different, it was different. However, it seemed.... recognizable. Her golden eyes widened at the scent, for it was familiar to her past. It was the smell of those canines who helped the weird animals who stood on two legs.
Her growls were evident as her legs carried her towards the scent, her once level-headed attitude was covered with her anger of the past. Her paws thundered throughout the territory, she was drawing close towards the scent.
"get out, Get out, GET OUT!" She screeched towards the scent.
"leave, Leave LEAVE!"
Ears pinning in confusion, she turned to find the source. She had almost crossed back over the border but stopped just shy of exiting the territory, wondering where the shouts came from.
Catching sight of the large canine thundering towards her she hurried over the last few steps, crossing into neutral land. She lay the weasel down outside the border and addressed the wolf. "Take it easy, friend. I mean no harm," her words were soothing, calm.
"I was not aware you owned these lands, would you like the weasel back?" Perhaps it was rude to hunt on their lands, she wasn't familiar with wolves. Maybe if she returned the food they could part friendly, with no anger or bloodshed.
The fauna who looked like a fellow canine noticed Shikoba's mad running, for she had made it out safely and stayed in the neutral land. The druid slid into position, her head low in defense though staring dead at the canine animal. It seemed to be quite confuse with Shikoba's actions, and didn't seem to cause any harm.
Her form seemed to simmer down, her body a bit more relaxed as her head raised from her battle stance. The canine had what looked to be a weasel in its' mouth, though it was placed near the border. Shikoba tilted her head at the action, wondering what it was for.
She was soon answered by her unknown question. Why was this thing intruding into LCH lands? Did she not smell the borders? The gamma relaxed more as she scanned over the large mix, her head tilted the slightest.
"Did you not smell border?" She asked choppily, looking at the invisible line. Her left paw patted the ground softly, looking towards the large canine. "Wolf markings-" she started off, "show territory claim" she finished, looking down to where the border ran.
Her eyes darted towards the weasel. "Keep catch" she replied, nudging the small vermin towards the other.
Meiken listened intently to the canine's broken English, comprehending quickly. She sniffed delicately at the border, careful not to cross. "So that's what that's for," she beamed at the larger female,"Thanks for telling me, I'll remember that in the future."
She scooped up the weasel after the female nudged it back to her. " 'Fank oo", she mumbled around it, happy to keep her kill, she was unaware of how lucky she was that she had come across an unaggressive wolf, but she knew better now. She wouldn't cross a border again.
"Hab a ni' dah," she spoke around the weasel before turning and trotting off, tail wagging merrily.
It seemed the fauna understood what Shikoba was getting at, making the world a bit easier on her shoulders. Her smile was bright as Shikoba's explanation saved her from losing an eye or a tail. The smaller animal scooped up its kill, she gave her thanks and decided to head off.
Her tail was wagging as she trotted off, Shikoba thought about how lucky the thing was. Shikoba was a pacifist no doubt, but when it came to border crossing, she showed no mercy. Luckily, this wolf or whatever that thing was was unaware of wolf rules and such. She left unscathed by Shikoba.
Nodding her head firmly, she watched her move off before backing up a few steps.