Risin

Gray pads crumpled the dead grass beneath her as she trotted into the lands. Eyes dull but still fixed ahead as harks flicked in all directions for any other movement other than her own. Her scenters tried to pick up the smell of a live animal, something big enough to feed three or more wolves. Hopefully a deer, since it would be a good peace gift to the pack she was trying to join.

Haulting, her orbs hid and her nares opened wide. Taking in the smell as her thorns twisted around for the noises of which came to her. She was waiting for Yersinia and Sequioa, but if they were not to join, she would try to take down the beast herself.

Yersinia & Mesa

The collie came tearing across the ground, heading from Pike's Lake where the rest of her pack was hunting. Somehow, she had managed to catch Risen's scent, and came to investigate. The small hybrid slowed down as she came upon the other. "What are you doing all the way out here? The rest of the pack is hunting back at the Lake." She informed.

In the sky wheeled a familiar site to the pack. Another Peregrine Falcon. She slowly decended earthward before alighting on Yersinia's back, much to the hybrid's displeasure. "You hunting? Hey, I'll help you find some prey, if you'd like."

Risen

Harks fell flat in annoyance. "No one summond me to the hunt at the lake." She growled softly. Dull careless eyes searching up to Mesa as she flew above them. She had never seen this falcon, and she really didn't care. "If you want, then go ahead. I can find food myself. You're eyes might just be faster." She threw her head back to Yersinia. Eyes filled with dare. "How has the hunt been so far?" Her mono-tone vocals rumbled. Tail flat and head up, zeniths now forawrd to listen to Yersinia, wondering where Sequioa was. No matter.

Haunted

Haunted trotted towards the two. Softly she said "Yersinia Go back to the hunt I will keep an eye on her" She carried the scent of Aaka and it was obvious that in some way the two were related.

Yersinia & Mesa

Yersinia's eyes narrowed and she spoke smartly, "Well, we did inform everyone of the hunt. Not my fault that some can't follow simple instructions." The sassy little hybrid rolled her eyes, showing off her less than kind personality. She wasn't intentionally cruel or mean-hearted, but she didn't exactly bow before anyone or help out unless she had to. 'Snob' would be a good word to describ her. The hybrid glanced to Haunted, at first skeptical of the stranger, but soon picking up her scent. "Fine by me." With that, she turned and stalked away.

Mesa had thrown herself to the air again and swooped in low circles about the remaining duo, "I can still help, if you want."

Risen

Small evil eyes glared to the hybrid as she turned and walked away. Snarls low and increasing. " I was never informed of this -hunt- and I can follow simple instructions. Unlike some... Pest..." She turned and walked to the lake, not even paying attention to Haunted nor Mesa.