Verita

Her lucid pelt was like a black marker in a field of white, but the tall grass offered her enough cover to feel comfortable enough to venture forth.

Yellow-amber eyes kept a keen eye open, as she made her re-entrance into the Sparkling Creek community. The bounty on her head was a miniscule sum and certainly enough time had passed. They probably most likely thought her dead. Old habits die hard though..

Her stomach signaled that nurishment was needed, but without a pack, all large game was merely out of her reach. For now anyways. She kept a keen nose ready, lest there be the odd human hunter about or perhaps...possible prey?

Who knew? On these vast plains, there may even be an open door, a key to joining another pack...

Katrinka

Katrinka was a social dog, always making new friends. She would befriend a turtle if she felt like it. Her senses picked up the scent of another canine. The Kunming dog cheerfully advanced toward Verita. "Hello." She said politely, wagging her tail. "I'm Katrinka, but you can call me Kat. Who are you?"

Verita

Her body sprang forward, the sudden appearance of another startling. Obviously, her senses could use some fine tuning. Her back had been turned to large dog, so her sudden presence was to say the least, aggrivating. She shook her body as her hackles lowered. She glanced over the cainine and amusing thoughts filled her cunning mind.

Katrinka, Kat. She nodded her large, sage like head her posture gradually relaxing. This dog didn't seem to bad, but she wasn't one to be won over easily.

Pleasure. I'm Verita She would have offered her nickname, but really, was there a way to shorten Verita? Besides Ver, which she despised.

Quisitive chasms took the dog in, she was unlike many she'd seen...Most dogs she'd encountered looked at her as a nusiance, so she'd learned to keep her distance from the others, that plus usually where there was a dog, there was man.

She quickly revaluated their surroundings, making sure that no man was lurking somewhere....she had this thing for people you see...

Katrinka

Katrinka wagged her tail. "Pleased to meet you, Verita." She replied happily. She sat down and tilted her head when the dog seemed to get nervous. "Is this a bad time?" She asked confusedly.

Cavalier

Like a knight in shinning armor.

Cavalier padded softly through the prairie, his mug lifted into the oncoming wind, sifting through the distinct scents that came his way. The tall prairie grasses brushed lightly against his hulking arctic form as he went. Cavalier’s mind skipped from topic to topic as and he froze when an interesting and new message drew him in the direction of Verita and Katrinka. His trademark blue eyes gleamed quizzically at the social antics of Katrinka and the wary nature of Verita and he moved closer, trying to be noticed as he had no intention of sneaking up on the two. The ebony brute blinked and furrowed his features with intrigue. Cav slowed to a stop, a good distance away, one fore-paw raised halfway in the air as he looked on, seeking recognition and even possibly an invitation to join the duo.

Verita

As cautious chasms observed the perimeter again, a new form emerged from the grasses. She took in the wolf's dark form and paused as deciding wether to address the wolf or reply to her energetic dog friend.

No, the time is not bad for a chat, but one must always be alert. A careless, wolf is a dead wolf.

Piercing yellow orbs gazed directly into those of the Artic's clear blues.

It appears Kat, that we have more company.

Cavalier

When Cavalier was finally noted, he made his final approach and stopped a number of feet away, his gaze shifting back and forth between Katrinka and Verita with curiosity. His intentions were not to forcibly intrude, as he was merely out and about to be sociable, perhaps recruit a number of wolves to their dwindling pack. Cav was aware the he had arrived in the middle of what appeared to be a conversation full of small talk and did not wish for a bad first impression.

"I hope I am not interrupting anything."

The brute put forth a polite query as to decipher whether he was welcome or not.