Niavo

The dark-colored hybrid sauntered lazily into the ruins, sniffing casually at the stones and their strange markings. Niavo soon found large, flat stone where the sun beat down upon. He laid down to rest on this sunny patch.

Aaka

Aaka jumped down from the roch she had been on and landed behind the hybrid. "Alot of blood has been shed here. Including my own. Mityas there. Legosa is around. Mine is mixed in with it all." Some would say sh was crazy. But Aaka knew what she was talking about. She still had her stitches in from that fight. Without another word she jumped as hard as she could unable to jump normal. She hated stitches. She pulled herself up onto the roock and laydown out of his sight.

Niavo

Niavo's sharp ears came up and he sprung to his feet, startled by the sudden speaking. He knew Legosa's name, but didn't visually know the mongrel. And he didn't know Aaka. "Who's there...?" he asked uncertainly, tilting his head in a curious manner. "Hello?" The thick-furred and mostly ebony-stained hybrid began to sniff around for the wolf that had spoken.

Aaka

Aaka could hear the young one and she sighed. Why had she shown herself? She went over to the side of the rock.

Up here.

All she said as she turned and jumped up once moreonto a higher rock but she stayed within his sight

Niavo

Niavo looked up quickly and spotted the wolf high above him. "You're pretty high up there!" he pointed out, squinting his eyes against the sun that filtered through the trees. His tail waved faintly as he made a move to climb up, but suddenly stopped and sat back on his haunches