The female lay upon the porch her eyes scanning the area. Du Hast was a good dog. At least she wanted to believe she was. The king hound sighed heavily. She wanted to please John. He was her master. Hers. She was the jealous type but as many learn over time, jealousy can become a good thing when ones life is on the line. Her warm eyes stare blaankly about her. She had not been seen for some time. Not purposeful, no. A nescessaty.
The pair of copper vixen came trotting up to the porch, Rihanne panting a touch from supporting Artemis. The wolf was not a heavyweight, but it was still a strain for the copper mix to support her own weight and the wolf's.
Minx was all eyes as they approached the building, never having been in a human dwelling where torture was not considered a good form of persuasion. She wasn't going to put up with it, not even for her sister. First sight of someone looking to hurt her, the taller bronze fae would be gone.
Aidan had a knack for disappearing now and then, and his reasons for not being at the most recent fight would soon become evident. Though, even with this reason, he felt terribly guilty upon arriving at the scene. He had scented the battle scene at the Barn, having arrived a bit after everything had calmed down once more.
Ears perked, the tall, blue-eyed hybrid headed towards the porch with a few little ones in tow behind him. Yes, he was a father now... father to six. His tail wagged a little as he saw his friends, then stopped as his eyes drifted to the unknown fae; Minx. "A new friend to the Ranch?" Aidan questioned, not showing any agression, for Minx was with Rihanne, and he trusted her well enough.
Behind Aidan, the three pups huddled close together with their siblings. Three males and three females. Warfell was all black with striking blue eyes. His brother Coriscan was a bit smaller, with tan fur, white paws, and a black saddlemark. His eyes bore his mother's resemblance, being a chocolatey brown. And Serach, larger than her two brothers, sported a black coat tinge red around the ruff. And like her father's heritage, she carried the wolf's golden orbs.
Rihanne turned to see the familiar, welcome form of Aidan, and smiled with a hint of mischief to see a brood of pups in tow. Ah, Aidan. Good to see you. Mayhap, at that, my friend. She really hasn't been here long.
Minx watched them come, guardedly inspecting them all, though she relaxed when Rihanne seemed to know the newcomer.
Finally Minx nudged the smaller fae, her eyes carrying a message. Rihanne gave her a confused look and then gave a sudden burst of laughter as she shook her head. I've forgotten my manners, old friend. Minx, this is Aidan. Aidan, Minx, my half-sister.
Her eyes narrowed at them all, but softened slightly at the sight of pups. Du Hast had always wanted a litter of her own. Wishful thinking though. As the others were introduced, she spoke up, softly though for she was a touch shy. "I am Du Hast." You Have. German. She smiled slightly at them and turned to gaze at the door for a moment before turning back. "I am John's guardian."
Rihanne was all smiles until her ears perked at Du Hast's words. She hadn't even noticed the other fae.
She cursed herself silently for her lack of observation, though it was not directed at Du Hast. If it was a snake... she thought to herself, but turned to smile at Du Hast. I am glad. I guard Martha, and the yo... And she paused, swallowing hard. She had almost said young master, but that was no longer true, since Mark's death.
After a few moments, she gathered herself again, smiling still, though a little sadly. I also have guarded the master in the past when I have had spare time, because he has not had a specific guardian in a long while. I am glad for the assistance. The master is a good lad. She had sensed the iron in the other fae's voice, and knew it to be a kind of territorialism. That wasn't a problem: she felt the same way about Martha. Martha was HER human.
Minx was watching everyone, taking in scents, memorizing them. She wasn't sure if she intended to stay here yet, but she wanted to remember those who were Rihanne's friends so that if they met in the wild somewhere, she would not attack them. Minx was close to her half-sister, and while she might not know these canines, she did not wish to hurt any of Rihanne's friends. So she watched silently, nose working busily.
Her small moment of grief past, Rihanne smiled a little more strongly at Du Hast and spoke softly. I regret to confess that I do not remember your name, new friend. I am Rihanne, if I haven't told you. And you are...? She left it as a question in the air, the smile turning sheepish. She had been a little preoccupied when Du Hast had arrived, and if the fae had given her name, Rihanne could not recall it. Smiling still, she waited for the fae to answer.
"It's nice to meet you." Aidan replied before listening to them speak. So Du Hast was for John, and he knew Rihanne was definitely for Martha. Timber was for both, though mainly a companion of John's. And what about himself? Aidan did not have a special bond to either of the humans, though he protected them with equal fierceness.
Harks twitched as a distant howl rose on the air. A look of concern washed over him as he recognized the voice of that of his sister's alpha; and then his sister's own howl went up. A war? Yet, before he could make sense of that situation, an even more personal one came; the scent of an intruder on their lands. A wolf.
"We have a stranger here." The hybrid announced, then looked to his pups, "Go under the porch, and stay there until I come back." He was all ready to introduce his youngsters to his friends, but now wasn't the time. As the three pups scrambled under the porch, Aidan set off to meet this stranger he had scented.
Rihanne smelt the stranger almost the instant Aidan did, and turned to her sister. Your choice, she said simply, and dashed away after Aidan.
Minx watched them go, trying to decide if she wanted to get involved in the Ranch's problems. After all, this wasn't home. Finally, she seemed to make up her mind, and kicked into a run to catch up with her sister.