<span style="color: #4080FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">"Rabbit,"</span> He scoffed as he stood and shook his pelt. There were deer around here; the scent was everywhere. He figured while the fiery wolf went for his pathetic game he'd catch Kalie and him a real meal. He scented the air as he walked from the cave, looking around with amber eyes.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FFBFFF">Kalie was tired and sore; the thought of more traveling making her even more less inclined to move. Reluctantly though, she stood with a sigh. Corbin was always so tactful; not letting up until it was absolutely necessarily. But in a way, his limit pushing was good for her. Underneath her pelt were strong, lean muscles; ready for whatever came their way. <br/><br/>Another stresser on the she-wolf, other than the travel itself, was seing Lavi again. She had once fallen for the red wolf when he had lived with them in their old village. He showed up one day, hoping for Corbin to teach him better fighting tactics, and never left. Well, that was, until the disaster: that's when they went their separate ways. It was only about a month ago they got a message from the adventurous wolf, telling them of what he had been up to and where he was now. The thought of meeting him again turned her stomach. While they had traveled she had wondered whether her feelings toward him still existed, and what she would do if they did. She didn't know how Lavi would feel about it either; she never told him.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #408040">A swift figure jumped to and fro through the forest; leaping from tree trunk to rock top. The figure had messy blonde hair, Caucasian-tanned skin, and earthy brown eyes. It wore torn jeans and an loose white top, unbuttoned much of the way to expose a scarred chest and torso. There was much leader wrapped upon it; fingerless gloves, calf-high boots, and a belt that looked only for show. <br/><br/>It stopped to check its surroundings, now appearing to be a young man. On his shoulder was slung a leather pack; filled with only a few dire items. He dropped it to the ground, eyes still surveying. Feeling lost, he sat down for a moment, trying to gather himself.</span>