<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #00BFBF">	((OOC: @Everyone - New things at the OOC in case you haven't checked it yet: <!-- l --><a class="postlink-local" href="https://creativefreedomrpg.com/viewtopic.php?f=15&amp;t=42421&amp;p=212562#p212562&amp;">viewtopic.php?f=15&amp;t=42421&amp;p=212562#p212562&amp;</a><!-- l -->#41;)<br/><br/>The wolf’s seething anger betrayed its self-control – it had wanted to crush the girl, but at the same time, it just wanted to give the girl a cautious warning. Out of fear and desperation, Isabelle’s feline behavior took over, as she hisses and claws hopelessly at the wolf’s heavy foreleg. “Hisss! Hisss! What are you … trying to crush me aren’t you?!”<br/>	Suddenly, the wolf could sense a being nearby.<br/>	Snap.<br/>	Isabelle hears a twig snap. The wolf hears a twig snap, and its ears and its large head turn to the direction of the noise.<br/>	Isabelle: <span style="font-style: italic">’The sword … I need to retrieve it ….’</span><br/>	The wolf turns to see a fairy. The beast pauses, realizing its own harsh actions, <span style="font-style: italic">‘Such angelic beings known as the people of peace ….’</span><br/>	The wolf gave Isabelle one last look of its fiery and fierce red ruby eyes. The wolf’s angry brow became rested. It lifts its mighty paw away from the human.<br/>	Isabelle quickly gets up. She scurries to pick up her thrown sword, and goes into defense position, standing next to the fairy.<br/>	The giant gray wolf growls. It turns its large head to look at the two before itself. It looks back at the sword. It gives a growl of annoyance, and runs off and back into the shadows of the great forest.<br/>	‘Hmmm.’ Isabelle puts the sword away. Why didn’t the wolf attack? Isabelle turns around to see the person who’s appeared before her during her distress.<br/> <span style="font-style: italic">‘Um.’</span> Isabelle remains awkward. “How strange that the wolf acted that way – thank you?” Isabelle notices his appearance -  including the three rings on his right hand and two on his left, and a single small hoop earring in one of his pointy ears, and notices something folded behind him. Wings?<br/><br/>~*~*~*~<br/><br/>	“Squeak!” He wags his tail back and forth. Suddenly, he sensed a great beast running through the forest. He can hear its large, loud, and powerful steps padding by.<br/>	He starts to run in circles, then runs up a tree. He then tells himself, <span style="font-style: italic">’Leanne.’</span> He runs back down, and tugs at her shirt again. He quietly squeaks, <span style="font-style: italic">‘Wolf!’</span> He then tries his best impersonation of a wolf. “Grrr! Waf!” He then dives into a bush.<br/>	Soon, a giant wolf appears – simply passing by. The wolf was heading for the giant river, desiring to wash off the human scent. <br/> <span style="font-style: italic">‘Grrr … conflict shall arise once more.'</span> It was a low growl in the distance, but Snow’s keen ears caught it all. ‘What does he mean?' Thought Snow. He peers out, making sure that everything’s clear of danger. As it left, Snow pops out of the bush, and sits next to Leanne. "Squeak." 'I wonder what had happened?'<br/>	As the wolf goes on, it saw a trail of burnt grass along the way. ‘Hmmm,’ the wolf thought.</span></div>