Lokk

Large paws beat over the ground, carrying a well-muscled wolf through the dying blades of grass. Striking emerald orbs scanned this way and that, carrying a look of deep wisdom and mystery within their depths. His ears moved in tune to any new sounds, but only the most significant noises would bring his level-held head to turn in it's direction. And always, his legs kept up their ryhthemic pace, sweeping almost soundlessly through the prairie.

Mortar

The yearling moose had fled the Spinulose Bog after a group of hunting dogs picked up on his scent. He had run until it seemed his lungs would burst when finally the dogs lost interest and turned their attention to hapless fox.

The white moose was now out of energy as he reached the prairie. His shoulder, wounded by an arrow over a month ago, was now infected and badly swollen. He could hardly move the limb, and all that panicked running had made it much worse. Completely wiped out, Mortar's legs folded under him as he came to the ground and tried to hide amongst the dead grasses and regain his strength.

Arctic

The she-cat had indeed been wondering for a while but had so far found no trace of this black deer. Growling in anger, she soon sensed a smell that was familiar. She began to trot towards the scent. She chuckled evily when she saw Mortar. She approached, with her razors bared and an evil, sarcastic sneer on her features.

So we meet again Mortar. I believe you shall remeber me...

Lokk

The wolf had picked up the scent of prey, but when he spotted the strange white coat of the creature, he stopped. Never had Lokk seen such a color on any moose! His bright eyes studied the hueless pelt in disbelief before the sneering voice of another drew his attention away.

Lokk dipped his head a bit, but his emerald orbs were focused on the cat with a wary glint. His body spoke of nuetrality; no violence or aggitation, "You know this creature? I've never seen such a hue..."

Mortar

Mortar pulled himself up swiftly, hearing the footfall of Lokk. But before he could make his defense, a familiar voice swung his head around to greet Arctic. Instantly, fear welled up, tightening his stomach and making his eyes wide. "I-I told you what you need to d-do! F-find the deer... and y-you can have revenge on th-the humans!" He stammered, hoping his offer still sounded enticing. More than anything, he wished all those other wolves and felines were here to back him up! But alas, he couldn't see any of them. He was wasn't sure about this Lokk fellow either. Mortar tried to look confident and defiant, but his eyes clearly betrayed the fear he felt as he looked from wolf to cat.

Kaze

The large white alphess stalked slowly through the tall grass, keeping her bod low as to not attract any attention. But then again, she loved attention. But an unfamilier scent reached her keen narettes as she wandered around aimlessly. Two other scents-- one of wolf and cat-- alo came. With graceful, quick, and silent moves, she sped up into a flat-out run, dodging anything in her way, until she found the sources of the scents. Slowing, but still keeping her white body low, she smirked, overhearing of this 'black deer'. Her ears swiveled, indicating that she was ready to spring if something came at her. But for now, she would try to remain hidden, until the perfect time to show. She watched patiently, wondering what was going on. Maybe she could have some fun here now.

Lokk

His brows furrowed and he looked to Mortar, "What do you mean, revenge?" The wolf took a few steps closer before stopping once more. He could easily see the tension and anxiety in the young moose, and didn't want to alarm him more. There was something about this yearling that perked Lokk's interest and made his mind wonder. He didn't know of the female that was hidden nearby.

Kaze

Kaze kept her eyes on the brute that spoke, ears now pricked, barely straining to hear a single word. Then, without hesitation, she stood, shaking her pelt to make it look even larger. With a low growl in her throat and a smile playing on her maw, she appraoched nearer to the group, head and tail held high. Once a few feet away from Lokk, she stopped, and sat back on her slim haunches. Her bod was quite built for a fae, but then again, her pelt covered most of her best muscled areas up. She looked from wolf to mosse to cat, still smirking evily. "So, someone forgot to invite me to the party." she said in her cool, smooth voice. Her tail wrapped around her as it slid over her paws. She then looked to the moose, keeping her eyes on him for a few minutes. Her stare was unblinking as she yawned, feeling a bit tired, but still ready for some fun and action. "Now what is all this?" she then asked, in a tone with a hint of harshenss in it. She wasn't the kind to mess with... Especially if she was mad or feeling troublesome.

Arctic

The snow loepard cackled as both wolves questined 'revenge'. Her eyes flashed wildly with malice as she hissed...

Well, A certain black deer is suppose to have some information about humans...but I think this young moose is lying. I have spared your life once you pathetic thing so I suggest you talk and tell me where he is or I might have to hurt you...

She began to advance on Mortar, her muscles flexing and growling softly.

Mortar

His heart pounded heavily on his chest and he struggled to remain in control of his trepidation. "I-I'm not lying! L-last I heard... h-he's..." Mortar trailed off a moment, trying to recall a conversation he overheard with the black deer and his father, Avalanche. "He moved in with a herd... yeah, that's it, the Almuit Rune herd!" Mortar exclaimed as the information suddenly came to him. "They went to the northeast and claimed a land there. I don't know what it's called though... but it's very far north, and on the eastern edge of the valley. Near an ancient lake." Mortar blinked uncertainly back at Arctic, wishing he knew more about the location, but he didn't.

His large dark eyes turned sharply to the new wolfess and he could tell she wasn't the friendly kind. Or, at least that's what he saw of her. Then his attention flickered to Lokk, who seemed least threatening of the three, yet Mortar couldn't read his intentions at all. "Revenge on the humans, f-for killing us."

Lokk

Lokk remained silent as he studied the new fae and deamed her instantly as one to be wary of. He was not quite in his prime anymore, but was often able to hold out against even the most spry of the young wolves. Still, Lokk had no intentions of violence and preferred to keep things on a peaceful level. Now this is interesting... The wolf thought, hearing talk of a black deer. What kind of place is this?

Lokk now listened closely to Mortar's words and spoke up quietly to the group, "I'm new to this place, but I remember passing by deep loch to the north. Many oaks, old antlers laying around... I smelled deer and horse there as well." The wolf pointed out, tilting his head just a bit and waiting to see whether his words were anything to interest the others.

Arctic

Yes, she too knew of this place.

What is the deers name? Hmm. Tell me fool.

She stopped her advance but she still growled and her tail thrashed.

Mortar

He stared bleakly at Arctic, "I-I don't know! Didn't catch his name..." Mortar grew nervous, hoping this wouldn't set the big feline off. "But he's smaller than the rest, and his antlers are..." The yearling glanced around, searching for a way to describe the look of them, "They're sort of spread out, like the moose's. He's a Fallow."

Venus

Well, Well, Well...What have we here?

The cougaress entered from the shadows, she had been watching for a while and couldn't resist entering now. As she advanced on the little group she licked her canines and thrashed her tail, her claws flexed and her muscles rippled beneath her tawny hide.

No need to get uptight moose, the big, mean leopardess wont hurt you...

Then she hissed under her breath...

I'll make sure of it...

Lokk

Lokk was surprised, to say the least, when a second big cat revealed herself. This surprise and the twinge of hesitancy that followed were hidden by a calm exterior. Something about Venus made the wolf feel better around her than he did about Arctic. And already, he had made up his mind that he would see about the black deer.

In an attempt to defuse the situation, the wolf took up another turn at speaking, "I think we've learned all we need from this fellow. Why not head north now and find the fallow deer?"

Kaze

The large wolfess had heard enough already to understand what they were talking about... She knew where this herd resided, to be exact. She listened a while longer before speaking up, a mischevious gleam in her clear eye. "Ahh, no need to explain any further... I know of that herd, and where they reside, to say the least..." she said in her cool voice again, another smirk spreading across her slim muzzle. She opened her maw just a bit, licking her chops. She couldn't wait to taste human blood. Not quite paying much attention now, her mind drifted away from the others and she thought, not stopping.

Lokk

He nodded faintly, "We'll follow you then. Just lead the way." Lokk shifted a bit, eager to leave the area and get a glimpse at the ebony fallow. He wasn't so sure about the killing humans thing, but he knew he could always depart from the journey when he saw fit.

Kaze

Kaze's mind finished thinking as her gaze shifted to Lokk. She nodded faintly, still grinning, eyes still having that same old gleam. "Great... Then let's go." she said, keeping her same features as she started off, at a quick walk. "I've heard they live at a place called the Oak Prairie. It's by the horses, though." she then said, her wandering optics now searching the land, scanning over everything in sight.

Mortar

He shivered a bit, "Don't hurt them!" The yearling called suddenly, for they were allies of his father. And oh, how Avalanche would be furious if he found out that his son was telling such things to a bunch of predators!

Lokk

Lokk glanced back to Mortar, "Don't worry about that." Then he loped off after Kaze. One ear was directioned back however, to catch the motions of the two felines.