The Elephant in the room

Enyo had been frequenting the battlefield as of late. She enjoyed the lighthearted spars and occasional fights the area brought daily. Although today, scents drifting down from the mountain had caught her attention. One stood out amongst the others, one that her experienced nose did not recognize. A scent that was not of a wolf. Perhaps it would be best to check it out. Better her than one of Insomnia's younger wolves.

There would be a howl that echoed down the mountain and bounced around the field which made Enyo burst into a run. Someone needed assistance.

After some time, Enyo approached the scene with slow, deliberate steps, her immense figure emerging from the trees. The air here was cooler compared to the rest of Boreas, but it invigorated her thick, battle-hardened body. As the scents of unfamiliar wolves began to blend in the breeze, she couldn't help but notice each one distinct, with traces of foreign soil. Her nostrils flared. As she got closer to the scene she noticed them all staring at something. She noted them each. There was a strange man, with a fiery undercoat and sharp fangs. Another wolf she had yet to encounter, this one smelled different than the first with his coat of blue and slate and... was that gems inside his forehead? How pretty. Then there was another who smelled of only himself. Perhaps a loner? Potent red pelt with a masked face and eyes whiter than the clouds above. Lastly, her eyes drifted to the one carrying yet another scent. Another male with a pelt like night-blooming lavender mixed with something darker. Was that also gems in his ears? Enyo wouldn't get close enough to confirm. Nor did she care to.

Her silver-blue gaze locked on the elephant, the massive beast, something she had never seen before. It towered over even her, its sheer size and odd, pale skin alien to her. Yet there was no fear in her as she assessed it. Instead, her heart beat faster- not out of hesitation, but excitement. Stepping up to the gathered wolves, Enyo kept her head held high, her posture exuding the confidence of a leader without needing to speak first. The others seemed to wait for instruction, and why wouldn't they? Glad to see she wasn't around fools who barrelled in without thought.

"An interesting beast," Enyo began, her voice thick and velvety, the power in it undeniable. "Good afternoon to you all. I take it we shall fight together as brethren today? My name is Enyo Dunamis" she said, nodding toward each of them in a respectful greeting. She did not hear much conversation "I was thinking we go for the hamstrings?"

Her icy eyes flicked between the wolves, silently assessing their strengths. All seemed able and some were impressive. With a final glance toward the massive creature, Enyo's lips curled in the slightest grin. This would be a hunt to remember.

"SPEECH"