Tr-Tundra

Apendages bring forth the cream-colored wolf, ears perked and body rigid. Her bright green optics scanned the area, deep into perplexed thoughts. Had Timber called from here? She had been hunting, and it had taken her too long to return. Where was everyone? Pillars carried her forth, staying close to the brush, not daring to risk a howl.

Abigale

The aging she-collie of the Ranch hadn't known about Tri-Tundra's friendship with her son. This was perhaps the worst time the wolf could have come; for Abigale was insane with grief and Timber had run to the Canyon again for some time alone. Her mate had been killed by a bunch of wolves just before Timber howled.

Her neck was bandaged tightly were it had been laid open by one wolf as she fought to save her mate, Rollin. Weakened but not near death, Abigale picked up the scent of the wolf. Tearing out from under the porch where she had been sleeping, Abigale rushed upon Tri-Tundra with a murderous snarl. Her mind was bent on revenge as the scenes of her mangled childeren and dying mate clung to her mind's eye. She was ready to tear Tri-Tundra's throat out simply because she was a wolf... but being weakened, she would be easy to avoid. But reasoning with her... that was another matter.

Koren

Koren had remained immobile since the demise of Rollin. He instantaneously tensed when he discerned the new attendance. This was not a good time and a warm welcome was not an alternative. Koren's auds shot frontward upon seeing Abigale burst out and warn the wolf away. The ebony wolf rose gradually and deliberately, his scarred limbs carrying him rapidly after his surrogate mother. His upper lip quivered and for a brief moment, his fangs materialized as a unspoken warning. Koren was not in the mood for another fray and half the populace of the ranch were not bodily or emotionally ready, injuries and Rollin's bereavement still unsullied and fresh in the air.

Tri-Tundra

The cream-colored femme watched intentively as the other fae ran forward, totally oblivious to what she might have just made eve worse. Then, her eye shot to the approaching Koren, curling her upper lip for a moment in her own, not so pleasant greeting.

Tri-Tundra backed up and lowered herself to Abigale, though still wary of those around her. She could see the hatred in the eyes of the unknown she-dog; and had a feeling her meeting would not be a convincing one.

In a low tone, the femora emitted "I have been called...by a friend of mine...here on the Ranch...Timber..." She paused a moment, hesitant of the actions this might cause the she-dog to respond with. "I recieved an urgent howl...might you know him, or where he is?" Her intense, green optics looked up at Abigale intentively; she had no clue what was going on. All she knew was that her kin must have done something terrible to make the female act this way...and she could smell the terrible scents that come with injury, pain, and death.

Abigale

She was hardly listening to what Tri-Tundra said, and was ready to tear into the wolf with all her burning emotions. But then the name of her only surviving son, or so she thought, was brought to her ears. It was enough to stop her uncertainly in her tracks. She blinked in disbelief, "You said... Timber?"

The collie trembled as one voice told her to kill Tri-Tundra and the other one thirsted for more information. She relented to the latter of the two thoughts, luckily. Her voice turned sullen once more, "He went on his own. The Canyon or Breve Ridges most likely. But hey..." a snarl played in her throat, "How is he a friend of yours? You better not be deceving me..."

Tri-Tundra

She did not turn to leave as she gave the location, sure that more questions would come. "I am not, I promise you." She let out a soft bark, then introducing herself. "My name is Tri-Tundra, and he and I met at The Canyon only a little before the winter came, perhaps. He was...." She said, not exactly sure how to explain it when she could not exactly recall it. "Upset, in some way. I got to know him enough to promise him, or any of his relations, refuge in my packlands." She stopped, sitting down slowly and keeping her head low to show submission. Though it may look rather odd for a wolf to be doing so for a collie, she felt it necessary to prove her alliance with Timber.

Abigale

Abigale was uncertain, for they had been betrayed by a wolf who claimed to be a friend once. Koda. The collie stood ridged, still fighting her internal demons, but too exhausted to put forth much aggression, "I hope your words are true. Our trust has been shaken before... but if you gained my son's trust, then that says something good for you." Abigale relented a bit, noting Tri-Tundra's posture of submission. "There have been many times he has gone off by himself. Mostly in loneliness for a close friend that has disappeared." Abigale stopped herself then, shaking her head as if to physically dislodged some thoughts. "Do you seek an alliance... or perhaps just an understanding with the rest of us?" She tried not to be sharp with her words, but at this time, it was hard.

Tri-Tundra

Auds perked, her head lifting slightly to respond. "Your son..." She started, pausing slightly. "Is very...trustworthy. Many wolves deny those that do not have the same appearance, the same kin, from being allied...but I have had a very...difficult past, you might say." She paused, tilting her head as if to show how unsure she was of what to say. "I have learned that many species, closely related or not, must at one time depend on another." She stopped, feeling that she did not want to explain too much. Her feelings for the collies were awkward, and strange, but she had no clue how to provide any sort of explination.

She sat up in a more relaxed position, still slightly tense and tenative, but with a lowered head to show her means of peace. "As I said before, your son is one of trust. Or, at least, from my first meet, it could easily be assumed. Whether or not you wish to ally with a wolf, exspecially after such...conditions have arrived, is not in my hands. I would be honored to be considered friend by your kin, as would the rest of my pack, but, this is only with your acceptance." She stopped, sighing, and standing, extremely anxious to go to her friend. "Perhaps, trust can be gained over time."

Abigale

"Perhaps." she said softly, her eyes staring downcast into nothing particular. Her almond eyes shifted to Koren then, as if asking his concerns over the subject. It wasn't only Koda's betratal that hung like a warning in Abigale's heart, but just the time that Tri-Tundra came... Abiale wasn't in the best of mind.

"Over time." the collie looked to the wolf suddenly, "Don't expect anything from our masters. They will kill you." her voice had turned hard suddenly, "Trust can be gained between us, over time. But mind you stay out of their sites." Her head nodded back towards the Ranch house, as she spoke of her masters.

Tri-Tundra

The she-wolf slowly nodded, and as she spoke of the masters, Tri-Tundra's neck went stiff in a manner that spoke clearly she was not well off with any humans. "I would have no buisness with your masters, seeing as though none of the pack has ever coped well with humans. They..." She started with a distant look in her eyes, and a slight venom in her voice, "Are the ones who drove us out of our prior home. We do best not to associate with them." She looked to Abigale, adding quickly with a bit of regret for how she had worded her statement. "Although your masters are most likely much more trustworthy, we shall still do well to leave them at rest and keep out of their thoughts." She darted a glance to the Ranch house, but her gaze was then turned to Koren. She briefly nodded, unsure of what else to say.