Stone Circle You Need More Than Manners

She was off as soon as Valette's call went up.  Thoughts raced through her head - most important of all were those revolving around her brother - but Banner actively fought against allowing her imagination to get the better of her.  Still, it was an incredible rarity for several specific wolves to be summoned in the middle of what appeared to be a normal day in peaceful Easthollow.  She bit the inside of her cheek and burst on the scene just as her Alpha moved to attack.

Skin tingling with the effects of sudden, white-hot anger, Banner slicked her ears back against her skull while her hackles rose.  Green eyes honed in on a cowering male as momentum kept her moving.  He was the epicenter of whatever had occured here and the focus of Stark and Valette's heated attention.  He was far into their territory, much farther than an unaccompanied stranger should be!  And why, in the face of four obvious threats did he not at least attempt to run?  A low snarl ripped out of the short lady's throat as she quickly circled around behind the stranger, effectively cutting off his escape if he thought about making any such attempt.  However, she made no further move and instead became an enraged sentinel after planting herself.  Her eyes rose to lock with Valette's face, watching carefully to see what action her friend would take.  If the Alpha wished for Banner to move and allow their intruder to pass, she would.

But if Valette wished for her to attack, she'd do so gladly.