Hidden Betrayal

Quietly the female pup trotted to the breve ridges to see if she could find her good friend Tupit. She let out a high cry searching for her lost friend.

She waited for Pheral to arrive for the wild pig was her only 'protection' against anything that was here

Pheral

The 600+ pound sow followed after Hidden with amazing silence and agility. Although she wasn't nearly as limber or swift as a wolf, she could still put many creatures, especially the two-legged variety, to shame with her skills. And with two curved tusks as sharp as serated knives, Pheral felt perfectly confident in her abilities to protect Hidden Betrayal.

Long snout to the ground, the swine stepped up along side of the wolf, "I think I've got his scent... I'm not sure if it's old or new, but it wouldn't hurt to track it and see where it leads us." She pointed out. Moving forward, Pheral began to sniff along the ground, following a trail she hoped would lead her to Tupit. And always, she kept a wary eye out for predators that might want to make her a tasty pork meal.

Nachi & Tupit

A strange snarling suddenly awoke from a large rock crevice as the sow and Hidden passed by. A pale-coated wolfess slunk from the darkness and bared her fangs at the two. Her eyes seemed to hold a faint craze in them, as if the she-wolf was not 'all there'.

Scooting out from behind Nachi was a ragly-looking youngster. His coat was far from being clean and kept, and his body was lanky. Crystal-clear blue eyes blinked uncertainly at the duo before a wide smile pasted itself over Tupits gaunt muzzle, "Hidden!" He yipped as he tail wagged.

"Silence!" Nachi snapped, wheeling on the youngster and bringing her fangs snapping down an inch from his face. Tupit startled so badly that the fell backwards off the rock where the two were perched. Thumping against the ground less than two feet below, Tupit picked himself up with pasted ears and a sore pride; or, what he had of a pride at least. "Sorry." The youngster mumbled back, then shot a sheepish smile to his friend and the strange pig.

Pheral

Pheral remained completely calm, looking back at the wolfess who seemed a tad awkward. "You must be Tupit's aunt?" The sow questioned lightly, deriving this from scent and the bit of information she heard here and there. "Hidden would like to see her friend again. Would it be alright if he traveled with us for a while?"