Nightcrawler

The black wolf entered the lands at an easy pace, scenting the sulfur-ridden air for any traces of prey. His ears adjusted quickly to the noises of the living land and tired to hear past the geysers and bubling waters for sounds of a meal. Even his eyes, though not so good as his other senes, kept a lookout.

Jais

The white wolf, his solid pelt only marred by a streak of black over his shoulder and side, followed Nightcrawler. Like his friend, Jais had his keen senses on high alert for prey.

*Humans*

Suddenly a shot rang out and a bullet went wizzing by in between the two wolves. There was a distant click as a gun was being reloaded...

With all the steam, it was hard to see the human who was shooting, or if there was even more than one. Wind wasn't in the wolves' favor, either.

Vicious

Grey brute heard the shot. Single eye flicked up. He didn't need to see the humans, he had trained his other sences since he was half blind. He was behind the humans. And since is coat was gray, he blended in decently well with the ashes.

Silently he snuck behind the humans. Ears and nose quivering for the scent and noises of the humans. Then lept at the one that was reloading his gun. Fangs easily finding their way to the humans neck. But it would be the humans next action that would prove who would win or die.

Nightcrawler

Nightcrawler spun around at the sound of the blast and spotted Vicious in the distance going after something. "RUN!" he barked sharply, knowing at once this was the work of humans. The ebony wolf lit off across the ground, eager to get away from the danger.