Sabriel & Abhorsen

Sabriel looked up. The sky was clear, a crystal blue with fluffy, marshmallow-like clouds. Although...
Abhorsen, we took a wrong tunr or something. . ." In a new area, she felt as if she were being watched. TUrning to find her brother, he was further back, padding along and investigating.Turning back, the forest did seem nice, really. The red vix cautiously padded in, calling out. "Hello? Anyone here?" She asked, low to the ground.

Abhorsen sighed. He knew they had wandered off-course, but he had been curious to see hat's down here. Something big had happened to this land, he could smell the scents. A major change...He barked to his sister.
"I noticed." He answered, coming up behind her when she stopped.
"Shh! THere's been a change, something's different, I don't like it. . ." He said quietly, feeling something was wrong. He glanced around quickly.

Vevisca

The one-eyed wolf scented the foxes on the wind and, being bored, followed up on their trail. He was quiet, coming downwind of them as he came over a hill. The dense snow cusioned his paws as he drew nearer, then stopped once he finally caught sight of the duo. For a moment, Vevisca stood and simply watched the foxes, pondering whether he should give chase and try to catch them as a meal, or attempt to have a conversation with them.

The latter thought won out as the wolf gave the idea some more thought. If he chased down and killed them, or at least tried to, he'd be bored again in little time. But if he could talk to them; well, who knows where that might lead. But it was better than just patrolling the borders, as he was doing previously.

The wolf stalked closer now, this time not trying to mask his approach. "Two little foxes. What are you up to?"

Mayling

She soon followed her mate tail high.She yawned as she stared at the foxes."Indeed what brings you this way"SHe questioned.She stood next to vevisca.

Abhorsen//Sabriel

Abhorsen stepped up when the wolves revealed themself. As a fox he was much smaller but he risked, not really doing anything to prove he was a leader or a follower. "We were wandering and got lost, but I ask whatis this place?" He yipped, ears back in a quesiton not to hurt them.