There was a glimmer in Beytâ€™s eye just then; the amusement she was getting from all this was just as entertaining as watching a trapped hare try to flee for its life. Her demeanor, however, had not changed at all since the three wolves had first surrounded them. She still remained as close to her brother as ever, naturally being the shyer one of the siblings. But her innocence was gone and was slowly being replaced by that amusement. This certainly was an interesting group of wolves that was for sure â€“as if they could take Gimmel on and come out unscathed. They seemed to be the ones looking for trouble, but him. Gimmel was not as large as the other male but his fangs were not just for show like these wolves. Hah. It almost made her laugh, but she didnâ€™t. Beyt was clever in that sense, knowing when and when not to speak out.<br/><br/>As always, she let Gimmel handle it. He let out a chuckle as he listened to them speak, stretching, then shaking his fur. He was still tense from his posture, but he now knew that they meant no harm. It surprised him a bit when Beyt spoke up however. He wondered if she was either sick of being quiet or had just about had enough of this little situation. â€œIf you think you have what it takes, go ahead and try to throw my brother into the cold.â€ She challenged. â€œIf you come out unharmed Iâ€™ll be amazed. Unless, of course, we can all be civilized and just brush this off as we all were startled.â€ She nodded towards Drake, who had said they were not expecting them and vice versa.<br/><br/>Gimmel looked back to his sister and gave her a nod. It was his turn to be quiet for now. He almost felt himself cringe as he wondered if that was all she would say. She had not been entirely wrong, he was one of the top fighters in the pack, but he was no invincible. He knew he wouldnâ€™t have trouble taking down anything that stood in his way, that was just how he was, but he was tired. Gimmel knew better than to pick a fight when he was not in peek condition. Tired, hungry, outnumbered. Those three words were in the back of his mind clearer than the threats the female had made about tossing him back into the cold if he didnâ€™t stand down. Stand down? He was only standing his ground to protect himself and his sister; he wasnâ€™t looking for a fight.<br/><br/>He chuckled again when Fatal came down from her position. And then there were three. Perhaps there was a connection between them, a small trio, or perhaps they were just strays looking for a place to call their own. It was that moment where Gimmel and Beyt wondered the same thing: had they travelled this far in search of a cure for nothing or were they just sick of how the pack back home was and needed some fresh air?<br/><br/>â€œOh we have a sense of humor amongst us, do we?â€ Gimmel snorted in amusement at her humor. â€œIntriguing, but remember that cold winds die down eventually and the cold can be penetrated by hot breath.â€ He then followed the other two, almost as if his feet were not being commanded by him to move forward. He and Beyt were too hungry to decline their offer of food. It has been at least a day or so since they have had a decent meal, though in these conditions Gimmel doubted they would find something that easily unless they had managed to get a fresh kill.<br/><br/>Beyt looked over to Fatal and then the other two wolves, â€œOh do excuse my brother. He only looks out for me you knowâ€¦ a bit too much sometimes, but he has a big heart.â€ She seemed to completely excuse Fatalâ€™s cold demeanor, harboring indifference towards it. After the challenge she made she probably seemed a bit odd, but this was something else she didnâ€™t care too much about.