Jais

The snowy-toned wolf moved morosely over the top of a low mound, having the wolvish instinct to survey his surroundings from a vantage point. He wanted to howl out, but being alone made him a bit wary of doing such a thing. And besides, he didn't want to draw the wrong kind of attention; namely his astranged brother and sister.

Mitya

Vixen moved across the lands, heading back towards her packlands when a scent of an unknown male came to her. Orbs looked around until she caught sight of him. Peds carried her wolven body towards him, maw emitting a bark for him letting him know that she ment no harm to him. Mitya had to get back to her pack soon, things were heating up with another wolven.

Jais

Jais perked his ears up and turned his attention to the fae, letting his head tilt slightly in a curious fashion. The wolvin gave a light woof back to her in mutual greeting. He padded down the small dome and paused at the base of it, but hesitated as a deadly scent hinted past his nostrils. Could it be...? No, he must be mistaken. He thought he detected his brother's scent upon the fae.

Mitya

Mitya walked towards him when he responded to her. AS she came closer she noticed that he was looking at her funny, as if something was wrong. "Hi.." She said to him questioningly "Why are you looking at me like that?" Vix continued to talk to him. Usualy if someone looked at her the wrong way, or in a way that she didnt like her temper would flair up and possibly arrupt like a volcano. This time it was different tho, she was in a good mood and wanted company.

Jais

He casted his eyes down a moment, flashing an appolgetic smile, "I'm sorry." His deeply-hued eyes turned towards her again as he explained, "It's probably just me, but there is a scent on you... it smells like my brother's; Cavan." Jais shook his head then, "But Cavan is no soscial butterfly; I must be mistaken."

Mitya

She looked at him and thought.. Cavan.. OH YES! He was one of the ones in her pack, she hadn't seen there in awhile n had not actualy met him yet. "Maybe.. do you two not get along?" She asked him, she wouldnt bother mentioning him being in her pack incase they didnt get along.

Jais

He gave a grin, "Well, that would be quite an understatement." Jais replied and turned his head to the side, revealing a scar across his neck, "This is just one token of his animosity towards me. And if you should ever see this wolf, my marks are all over his face. And I'm sure he's got a gimp ear as well, for I shredded it in our last meeting." Jais sighed lightly, "It's a long story."

Mitya

Orbs looked at the scar and smirked slightly as she listened to his talk, nodding to say she understood. "Well it happens to be that, he is living under me in my pack lands, I'm beta there." She said to him. Mitya began to walk around, getting slightly bored with his company. "Do you have a pack?" Maybe if he didnt, he could come to live with hers, then Cavan couldn't touch him, he would of higher rank.

Jais

His eyes lit up, but not with joy, "Living with you? I didn't know... maybe he changed." Jais murmured, drawing a look of perplexity on his ghostly face. "I use to have a pack." The wolf said at last, carrying a tired, trouble look now, "But they're all gone now. I need a home, but Cavan would be at my throat in an instant if he saw me."

Jais

He stood suddenly, catching a vague but familiar scent, "Please excuse me," he said quickly with a dip of his head, "Something has come to my attention from the wind." Without much explination besides that, the white wolf sprung from the hill and dashed away, leaving a cloud of dust in his wake.