<strong>Character name</strong>: Naegge' yaas Naat<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Nilteni, Sveinn & Co.<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Human Borders & Trade Road<br/><strong>When: </strong>Mid-Afternoon<br/><hr/><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">The wolves had covered three miles before the forest began to speak. The silver wolf stopped abruptly and raised his head as his ears shot forward and tail went stiff and straight. Nae became as still as a statue as distant sounds travelled to his ears. Voices; Human; they were the first thoughts that processed in his mind, and his judgment was confirmed by the scents that followed. There were many Tikaani packs scattered throughout the Dyr Mountains, but if there had been any in Naedecki territory, he would have picked up the invading packs' markers. A second scent carried as thin as a thread on the wind: blood. A low growl rumbled briefly in his throat. Nae never liked finding out that he wasn’t the only one in the woods. Of course he wasn’t with Nilteni, but he had grown accustomed to his company. Nilteni’s scent reassured him that whatever challenge was before them that Nae wouldn’t face it alone.<br/><br/>The wolf lowered his head and briskly on quick, light steps prowled toward the disturbance. He passed closely by trees, his sides brushing the trunks, his snout threatening to collide with one, but never did.<br/><br/><br/>The two hunters had been engrossed in the young doe. The succulent creature stood frozen with its glass-like eyes taking in the still woods, searching for anything that dare move. As the young hunter remained still, so did the wolf that stood behind him. Nae’s nose was at level with the middle of Sveinn’s back. The breath that left his nostrils and mouth wafted against it. His maw rolled back as he bore his fangs like porcelain knives. When paired with his large, unblinking eyes, the beast appeared near deranged as a deep, grinding growl left his vicious chops. His tongue flicked and his hackles stood on end. There were three different odors in the surrounding area, one near lost in the smell of pine. Nae had no idea the exact locations of each trespasser. All that he knew was the one that stood with his back to a wolf.</span>