The multihued brute stepped into the land and had a thorough search of it. After confirming it was empty and scentless, he tilted his maw to the sky and let out a howl, claiming the land for his companion and him.

Raita prowled onto the territory, hiding her limp the best she could. She could no longer hunt her usual prey, for a fight with a rival has given her a permanent limp and a chipped tooth. Both hurt her greatly. So she turned to humans. They had wronged her so very much anyways.

Her ears perked at the sound of a wolf's howl, and she curiously walked closer. Then she saw the wolf. She kept her distance at first, watching him carefully.

Zaire stood there, ready to defend the land with his life if any threatening creatures happened to step upon it. It was perfect: patches of forest and open grasslands, a river, mountains; suitable for a wide array of animals. It was then that he snapped out of his reverie and turned his head to look in the direction of something moving. His auds pricked but as those did, his hackles raised a bit. He wouldn't aim to make enemies though, not with how the group needed members and the leader wasn't even in the valley yet. Looking curiously at the feline, he slowly began to stride over to it. "Who are you?" he asked, keeping his head and banner held high, signaling his obvious though temporary leadership.

Raita grinned, showing her damaged tooth. It was about half the length of the other one. She held her front right paw up off the ground. "Normally, you would have to earn my trust and then I would tell you my name. But, seeing as you are the only one here and obviously the alpha, you have already earned it." She said, keeping that evil grin of hers. "I am Raita. Now, since I have given you my name, you must tell me yours.B" Her tail twitched behind her, and her eyes were slightly narrowed.

Zaire stared at her for a moment, his gaze hardening, but then became more casual-like as she finally gave him her name. She had another thing coming if she dared enter his land and not give him her name. "I am Zaire, temporary leader of the Anti-human Group." he stated in reply, standing there with a powerful stance. He knew he could make the real leader proud if he could recruit some members, but he would wait and see if she said anything about it first.

Raita looked down at the wolf. "Anti-human group..." She said to herself, twitching her black-tipped tail. "I'd like to be a member of this group."

Zaire looked at her, and a sly grin came to his face. It was nothing though. "Ah, great. I figured you would. Well, the leader isn't in the valley yet so I'm taking over temporarily." he stated, watching her. "I guess now that you've joined, you'll want to know more of this group, besides you being the first member?" he asked, still grinning.

A furious flapping and cawing arose from a local cedar tree as a great black bird struggeled to free himself from it's greedy branches. His foot had gotten caught in a forked branch and now the bird was frustrated as not being able to get it out. Again he broke out in a fit of squabbling, screeching in frustration at himself. He tried to fly, to lift himself off of the low branch but succeeded in only frustrating himself more. There was surely some way to get his foot free out of the narrow gap between two branches, but the raven just wasn't able to find that 'way'.
The bird squawked angrily as he again attempted to tug his foot out by flying up. As a matter of fact, he was so absorbed in his escape attempt, he didn't even take notice of the wolf or the large cat nearby.