The weary wolf made her way through the ranch area, not having any fear at all. How could someone like she fear humans and their pets? Hah. She was here, looking to kill or cause some severe damage to the ranch life. She could never feel compassion for the two-leggeds and their furry pinatas. Even though she was completely new to the land, she felt rather familier and determined. She had heard about the Legendaries and had wanted to be one of the best killers around. Her dream would definitly come true sooner or later, but she would need the help of the ones that gave her the scores. Humans and their pets. This would be fun, but where were they all right now? She stopped and sat back on her haunches, eyes watching everything around her so she wouldn't be caught off-guard. Her scent would soon drift to the noses of the dogs. She wanted to stay quiet for now... She didn't want the humans... Yet.

The chestnut stallion was roaming the fenced-in yard after a short ride with his youngest master. The scent of an unfamiliar wolf perked his attention quickly and he turned about to locate the source. Instantly his eyes widened and his nostrils flared, "Wolf!" He neighed out loudly, rearing slightly, "What's your intentions?"

One of the multiple barn cats appeared. Just a youngster at this stage. His coat was tan-orange like most of the others, but more striking orange with distinct stripes. And his ears were large and strongly pointed so that the tips came down slightly. And his eyes were more slit-like that the others, with a very striking blue color. This was Elf, a kitten who allowed no human to touch him, unless it involved food.

"Just what is a wolf doing here?" he questioned sharply, narrowing his already slanted eyes at Kashmir. He stayed near to a tree, ready for a quick escape to safety if needed.

..Kashmir turned sharply to stare at the horse. She laughed as she stood up, hackles raising, "And what do you think? I'm certainly not here to have a tea party!" She started growling when the cat spoke, "I am here to attack and cause you trouble. I think that's a good enough answer for that. So if you intend on staying alive," she said, then looked to the equine, "I suggest you run!"
With a mighty snarl, she sprang forward toward the horse and snapped at him, jaws clamping shut with all the force she could muster. She started to fiercely bite and claw the fencing, determined to get to the other side. She was growling and snarling all the while as she tryed to bite the horse wherever she could possibly reach without slamming into the fence too hard..

Nass reared up, giving a shrill neigh and kicking out his dangerous hooves. Her fangs left a hefty mark over the side of his neck though, causing him to panic. "I'll crush you!" The stallion warned, not yet panicked enough to try and run.

Elf's little body seemed to double in size as his fur stood out on end. He stood tense, poised to run.

Becca charged up from behind Kashmire. She had been gone from the barn for what she guessed was a human year. She let out a snarl just as she was an inch from the she wolf. "Get off my lands wolf!" Beccas hackles were up making her look larger and she was larger then most wolves already so she looked even more like a giant. She snapped her jaws down towards the she-wolfs leg muscle.