Neverwinter Forest Nobody Like You

The call rose. Tonravik. The first for Kroc. A second for him. He heard it in the distance. Ears lifted, he listened and diverted his path immediately towards the forest. His paws carried him swiftly as he made good time over areas he was intimately familiar with. He moved, a flash a flame through the trees as he met up with Kroc and arrived upon the aftermath.

He saw them. His eyes swept over the scene as he caught sight of the fallen wolf upon the ground. Kivi. Distracted he pressed close, moving closer towards his mate with a gentle nudge to inspect the wound she had received. She'd be fine, but a worried thought still flickered through his mind. If pups were coming there'd need to be less of these risky scenarios.

Not that she needed it. She'd taken the wolf out with little damage to herself. It was proof of her prowess. It was also proof of Kivi's stupidity. He neared the Plains female and inspected her. Still breathing, but not conscious. "She's out cold." Either way he'd had enough of this and it past time they were a little more proactive about the situation. These Plains females needed to stop. Clearly their leader did not know how to control their wolves.

"I think it might be time to pay our new neighbors a visit." He glanced to Tonravik. She couldn't... word. He could and he'd been spying on the Plains wolves enough to have some semblance of their culture. They'd find a way to make this work. Hell. They could haul Kivi's ass back and gift her back to her alpha. Some welcome present.