Nova Peak i don't want pity, just a safe place to hide

Her fur rose at the mere suggestion of a warning howl like that one. Opalia didn't like where it came from--too close to home. She definitely didn't care to hear from the caller sending up the alarm like that, either, and a part of her thought to scoff bitterly. Couldn't Kiwi handle it herself from her little mountain?

But, there was that rough truce of theirs to consider, and their homes were awfully close. She felt like she should at least investigate something so.. well, alarming. This was enough to get her paws moving away from her work marking their grotto's territories, and towards the peak--slow at first but the yearling steadily picked up speed. When she smelled Dacio headed off this way too, that really got her moving.

Opalia arrived not too long after her brother, maybe a few moments or so, and slipped her way towards his side first--her best vantage point until she had a better feel for this situation, most likely. She was very telling in that her guards were already thrown up massively, looking prickly, wary, and ready to launch. Her nose burned, and looking at Kiwi never put her in a particularly pleasant mood, so that didn't help with the reek of literal danger on the wind. She couldn't complain about the earthy-shaded wolf yet, so that was that, but she could not say she liked any of this--except the chance at a fight.