Silverlight Terrace Rain or Shine (I)

Wildfire suggested a hunt at that very moment, and Floki nodded his agreement. Even as he pivoted away from her, intending to lower his head to the ground and attempt to locate a scent trail, another wolf burst onto the scene. It came from the other side of the wall of rain, its white coat disheveled and dripping wet. Floki blinked, watching the stranger for a long moment, before it suddenly grew defensive.

There was a growl as the lone wolf drew itself -- himself, Floki quickly determined by smell -- up, his countenance threatening. From a distance, Floki couldn't make out the all-too-familiar smudges beneath the male's eyes -- otherwise, he might have reacted differently. But his hackles bristled and he dropped his head defensively, tucking his chin to cover his throat as he, too, strove to make himself look larger.

Floki snarled, taking a stiff-legged step closer to Wildfire. They had done nothing to elicit the other wolf's aggression, and while he wouldn't make any moves to attack, he would protect himself and his friend if that was necessary.