Daggar

Daggar could sense the horses. She took a couple steps towards the place. She stopped and looked down at her clanking tags, remembering how her past owners had treated her, she shook her head, it was too painful. Maybe this place would like a dog to help gaurd the horeses from the wolves, she thought to herself. She sat down and began barking, a calm not threatening bark.

Nivi, Nass, & John

Before John heard, Nivi and Nass noticed the canine. The chestnut stallion bobbed his head before peeking over his stall and looked down at Dagger, "Nivi, come check this one out. Nivi!" He whinnied, digging an impatient hoof against the ground.

Soon enough, a tan tiger-striped tom cat came leaping down from a low rafter. Yellow-tan eyes looked over the dog curiously, "She's got a tag. Hmmm." Nivi took a few steps towards Dagger before stopping and sitting down slowly. He was smart enough to place himself near the stall, were he could clammer up if this dog proved threatening.

It wasn't long before Dagger's barking brought a third character along. John, the teenaged son of Martha and the late Mark, came striding into the barn with a riffle cocked over his shoulder. "What do we have here?" He questioned aloud, kneeling down several yards away from Dagger. Allowing enough space to use his weapon if she tried to attack, although he hoped she wouldn't. Still, after his father had gotten slain by the wolves and they had lost so many pets... one never could be too cautious.

Daggar

Daggar sat motionless as she wathced the horse and the cat, not wanting to frighten them, but when the human came she ran and hid behind a bale of hay when she saw the rifle. She crouched low to the ground her ears back a bit to show she meant no harm. Her tags went wild in clanking together as she moved. She remained there motionless so she would not be scary to any of them.

John, Timber, & Nivi

As soon as she ran, John knew he wasn't in immidiate danger. The really bad canines just lunged at him straight away. And besides, he could hear the clank of her tags- so she must have been someone's pet at sometime. Setting the riffle down, the teen headed towards where the dog was hiding. "Come on out, I didn't mean to frighten you. It's ok." He called in a soft voice, clicking his fingers together as he tried to entice her out.

Nivi padded towards the teenager, standing beside him as he gazed at Dagger, "Don't worry about John, he won't hurt you. Well, as long as you're nice..." The cat added after a thought.

Daggar

Daggar looked up at the teen. She took a couple steps forward toughing his hand gently with her cold nose, her tags always clanking, they were the one burden she would always have to bear. She sat down and looked up at him her eyes not leaving his. She ignored Nivi, she did not know what she was she had never met a cat before so she decided to just leave "it" be.