You Fought It Hard

Theory wasn't used to seeing wolves in armor at the border. As she approached from a distance her ears were tipped and on alert. There was no need to get too worked up - she knew Corvus was a call away and Sparhawk would come running from wherever he and Poem had sequestered themselves. Still, it was unusual. She pulled up a few yards away, her bunny tail raised and flicking idly back and forth as she sized up the stranger on the border. Viper was smaller than her, but the armor and her stance spoke to her experience as a warrior. Theory didn't patrol in armor - she'd never felt like she needed to - but Alouette was roosted in a nearby tree and ready to take wing if she needed to quickly summon assistance. "Hello - what can I do for you?" Theory asked, cocking her head to the side. There was no reason to jump to conclusions. She waited patiently for the situation to play itself out.