they come at night- STRANGER DANGER!!

Arne had been sticking around the Swallet Ring, not quite certain he wanted to tie himself down to a pack but enjoying fishing with Kuroo when the opportunity presented. It had been a large group of stranger smelling shadows slinking towards the bamboo that had woken him up, and while his greyscale coat lent itself to sneaking in the night, it wasn't exactly something he was used to doing.

Shouting ahead was all it took for the tusked man to break his cover, barreling blindly into the fray. He could only assume the wolf in the net wasn't one that wanted to be there (it sounded distinctly like his fishing companion), and an unexpected surge of an emotion he wasn't quite familiar with (was that anger?) took hold with his warthog companion squealing angrily at his side. Teeth snapped and weight shoved at the... canine? dragging the net, Hopefully, leaving enough slack in the line for his friend to break free.  

"speech".