TO FIGHT FIRE WITH FIRE

Felines. Felines everywhere. The fact that there were so many of them had Frino keeping himself out of trouble, keeping to himself instead of flirting it up with every available wolf. The lean creature was clearly no fighter and he wasn't exactly about to go challenge any of the felines for their prey. Let them have what they wanted, that was his view on it! Why bother fighting them? They would surely get bored and leave soon. He certainly would have gotten bored.

Still, Frino had emerged from his current hideaway when a loud howl echoed on the horizon, drawing the creature from wherever he had been lurking, avoiding the attention of his pack. Silvery tail twitching, he padded along contentedly, clearly in no rush. He wandered through the heart of Ludicael's territory, avoiding whatever areas had the thickest feline scent. Disgusting creatures. Why couldn't they be civilized like wolves were?

He was a little late reaching the gathering, padding up behind a solid majority of their pack. Maybe next time he'd pick a hiding place closer to the pack camp. Filing a mental note on that, Frino twitched his ears, a contented noise rumbling deep in his chest as he padded forward slowly. "My beautiful Sol," Frino practically purred the words out, winking in her direction as he padded a little closer, "I know that all of us are offering our assistance at this point in time..." He paused, glancing at the other wolves in turn. This was perfect. A dramatic entrance was one of Frino's favorite things. "But I will do anything that you desire." An appreciative glance was cast in Marvel's direction as well as Frino rocked back a little bit, ears swivelling about as he examined the other arrivals.

All were wolves that he recognized from something or another. Marvel, the rather handsome healer. The two pups. And . . . Alia? Alianara? She was rather attractive, he had to admit. She didn't have the outlandish, extravagant beauty of his Sol, but it was there. Hey, everyone was beautiful, in their own way. And he wasn't one to be picky about the kind of beauty in his life. Though Frino had pretty much written off the pups, in all honesty. They weren't as interesting as the other pack members.