Dawnlark Plains Hinterlands

Though his lips were set in a terse line, Sitiyok gave a stiff wag of his tail tip when Warbone backed away. There was no flash of teeth nor any demands for his immediate submission in this neutral ground, but it was not yet over. The sooty ranger was nearly relaxed enough to respond when another strange canine joined the former in the wordless conversation. She didn't charge him, and stayed just off the brutish wolf's flank. But what bothered him was that she was so... different. Her ears were scarred, pointed, and her entire body lacked the thick coat that protected against the elements; it was smooth. She was so entirely queer that it elicited a nervous rumble from his throat, and a stiffening of his limbs. Sitiyok held his tongue from further protest.

His gaze shot to the other's shrewd bottle-green eyes, "lead the way." He replied.