Monsters In Broad Daylight

The air outside was cool, and there were many scents pulling at the boys curiosity. Just a bit ago he had seen his brother Caeto leave the den, shortly after his sister had gone. Finiarel always watching the den from within the trees, secretly placing himself on a mission to always ensure that no intruders invaded their home. It was then, as he was chasing around a random leaf that had clung so desperately to its twig, that he came near enough to scent a trio of smells. A tilt of his head brought him to a stop, the leaf falling a foot or so from him, forgotten for now as he began to follow the location of the scents.

No sooner had he gotten there that he heard his sister's words directed at a stranger. The strange black and gray marked girl was a little bigger, and Finiarel could sense that she had been disturbing and trespassing. Caeto certainly didn't seem happy, and so he would approach, his creme pelt slipping in between his brother and sister, russet spots breaking between them. Bright green eyes stared at the girl in front of them, and all sense of playfulness had disappeared. Just before appearing he had heard his brothers last remark as well as the words of his sister. If this girl wanted trouble, then she would get it. There was no way she could take on all of them. "Nobody shows up on our lands and disrespects us, rogue! If you don't like our lands, then leave and don't come back. Otherwise you'll have some trouble to deal with, and if you come back with that attitude again, I won't hesitate to run you out!" His usual vibrant warm bright green eyes were now cold and emotionless towards her. He would not tolerate someone disrespecting any of his siblings!