Enola

Enola had decided to take up Crucifieds offer of a home. Softly she padded to his territory following his scent closely. As she reached his packlands she looked around in awe at its beauty. She stood at the edge and gave a soft woof to him but when no one answered she traveled a touch further into his terrain. Again and again she repeated this cycle until she was in the heart of the pack lands. She looked around silently then sent up a loud howl calling to Crucified letting the male know that she had indeed taken up his offer of a home and a long lasting friendship.

The steel grey female lay down her thin frame on a large rock and looks around darkly. Or maybe it just appeared dark. Her eyes were hollow and lifeless but in them lurked a faint spark of what could be called hope.

Faute

The male stared at Tyrant for a moment then turned back to Crucified about to speak when he heard the woofing noise's. "Whose that?" He asked them. Without waiting he charged up to Enola and stood his tail high and waving his body held low to the ground which was hard for such a tall pup to manage. Legosas traits were showing and it was unknown as of yet if this was a good thing or bad thing. Suddenly Faute realized that this wasnt his packland and his tail lowered but his hackles did not. He went about sniffing Enola and vaguely he caught the scent of Crucified. He looked to the male and his brother and said "Is she friend or foe?"