Knock Knock You about to get.....

When Fairytale approached, Atreyu waited for her to settle in before leaning her weight slightly back against the young woman. To only Fairytale she said, "The smaller one is the kind one who gave me the quail. The larger wolf threw dirt in my eyes during a spar..." Her holographic gaze didn't leave the combatants until new wolves showed up. She only spared a glance at them, though, and returned her eyes back to the fight before her. For Fairytale's ears only she spoke softly, "Take note of our neighbors, Fairytale, we will need to know them in the future." Atreyu had her own opinions, but for now she watched and silently cheered on the smaller woman in the ring. A few times she had to hold herself back, her front paw moving forward of its own accord before she stopped herself. It wasn't her place to intervene here.

She didn't want to draw undue attention to herself just yet, nor did she want to cause any untimely drama, so she didn't yell out like some did. Instead, she carefully watched the two and tried not to jump in, wondering who would come out the victor. A few of the wolves in attendance seemed to enjoy the fight, watching with open glee on their faces. A couple she noticed came in a bit late, with a wolf she had only met once along with them. Atreyu remembered her as Ember, though she couldn't quite remember the surname. Perhaps after the dust had settled they could go over and speak with them, for now, she simply watched and held herself back from jumping into the fray when things got hairy. Fairytale would be the only one to truly notice the antsy way Atreyu sat, her muscles tensing every so often as she fought internally to remain seated.

"Talk." || Think || 'Hear.'