<span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-style: italic">Drake</span><br/><br/>Drake was the first to realize someone was inside their shelter or home as Jhene called it. His head rose off the dusty ground turning left and right slowly as he scanned the the remains of the building. He was above the noises he heard which gave him an advantage. Drake stretched as he rose to his paws, letting a yawn part through his large jaws. His eyes closed tightly as he continued out the yawn even though he was done stretching. Quietly stalked over to where Jhene was fast asleep. Even though it was storming out side he wanted to be as quiet as possible. He walked over to Jhene who was curdle up against the wall. He nudged her with his nose, he waited till she awoke to speak.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Someone is in our "home", I think it a few loners but we need to find out. Don't wake up Fatal she'll be the one to attack without questioning first."</span> He whispered just above her ear. His tone was soft and calm even though his muscles were tensed. He turned away from her and looked down below watching the two figures who seem to be clueless of them above. His facial expression would be considered emotionless expect for the calm look in his eyes.<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Jhene</span><br/><br/>Startled awake all it took was the look in Drake's eyes to get her not to whimper in surprise. She listened to him thoughtfully. Drake was always to prepared and aware of things she never was. She smiled as he mentioned not to wake Fatal. She was a feisty one, it amused her how violent and independent she was. Sometimes she admire the fae in general other times she did not. It depended on the moment you could say. She rose to her paws and padded over to the edge of the upper part of their shelter. She looked over seeing to small figures huddled together. This made her smile. <span style="font-style: italic">FRIENDS!</span> She thought, it had been many moons since she came in contact with other wolves.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Well lets go greet out guest!" </span>She beckoned Drake with her tail as she bounded silently down the rocky path towards the two wolves. As she neared them she slowed her pace waiting for Drake just in case they were rouge wolves and decided to attack her. She smiled at the brute and fae softly. Her blue eyes sparkled with a welcoming glow. She study the two of them before she spoke. The fae had a dark gray pelt and looked similar to Fatal except for her bright amber eyes that looked similar to Drake's. The brute on the other hand was brown and black, almost as big as Drake but not quite. His yellow eyes seem to hold something behind them. She didn't know quite what but didn't question it.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"I'm Jhene, who are you?"</span><br/><br/>She smiled at the shock looked on the faces of the wolves as they seem to be taking in Drake's appearance. From a far he was quite large as he was up close if you even got that close. He wasn't exactly the friendliest looking wolf youâ€™d meet. His hard expression gave off an intimidating aurora about him, as did his extreme built. He stood at43 inches tall shoulder height over the average height of a regular male which was around 34 inches. His amber eyes glowed regardless of light or not, and his fur was a cream white that turned a darker shade in summer. He flexed his giant paw, which was exactly 5.8 inches long. The average was 4-5.2 inches as seeing he wasn't average it didn't bother him much but it amused her greatly. She rubbed her head against his shoulder but whispered at the same time so they couldn't hear: <span style="font-style: italic">If we fight knock the brute of balance first, understood? </span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Fatal</span><br/><br/>Fatal was in fact not asleep as Drake and Jhene assumed but actually watching the two new wolves who stumbled into their resting place for the night. She let out a low growl, she didn't like new people. In fact she was consider a misanthrope for she seem not to like anyone at all. But she had her reasons, as for one she wasn't supposedly the wolf Jhene and Drake thought she was. Flexing her paws, she disappeared into the shadow of the abandon building they had enter. Her small body scaling down the shadows of what remained of stairs, she jumped to the floor her paws steps barely making a sound but her breath had quickened. She weaved in between the pillars that use to be gold but were now bronzed and crumbling ever so slightly each minute. Cob webs seem to try to grab at her as she slipped through a narrow passage, It was tight on her belly but she pushed through anyway. It elevated as she kept moving farther down the passage trying to be quick but silent. <br/><br/>A smirk appeared as she saw a small light ahead but knew it would also be cold. She didn't care none the less, as the cold blanket of white tears hit her face and pelt with such brutal force. She welcomed this harshness and turned facing against the winds blowing rage. She marched forward nearing a window. It was large mostly 14 x 12 feet with smaller windows making up one giant one. She crouched down and slipped inside the busted part of the window to the left. It's angry teeth of glass bit at her pelt and she smelt the small prick of blood before she turn to see it on her silver pelt. She tried to be annoyed but that quickly disappeared as she lowered herself on the ledge above, Drake and Jhene. Silence hit her as she watched them near the wolves, she was in a perfect position to attack. </span>