Accidental Visitor

"Hey! You crazy girl, wait!"

The chipmunk's plaintive cries were ignored as the blue and grey wolf continued to move along aimlessly, her tail wagging and her nose pressed to the ground. Her eyes, a warm earthy brown, stared curiously about at the ground that she traveled over and out into the woods that she passed through, always scanning about as if on the lookout for something in particular. In fact, she had thought she had smelled something odd, something off, about this part of the territory, something that pulled at her attention and urged her to investigate.

And all the while behind her Rhys adamantly worked at getting her to stop. He knew what was wrong, he knew what they were doing. They were trespassing. This was someone's territory, and a fresh territory at that. Even his tiny nose had been able to pick it up and discern it from those that they had walked through already. This was no mix of passing wanderers; these wolves were here to stay, and he and his Serene were right in the middle of it.

His little paws scrambled over the ground as he struggled to keep up with her longer gait, so much swifter now that she had something to focus her attention on. He called after her again - "Serene, stop!" - but of course his pleas merely landed on deaf ears. She could hear nothing.

So, knowing what they walked into, the dangers that they were likely to face, Rhys braved his fears and stuck with her, traveling in her wake and hoping she might at least stop if she spotted anyone before he did. Maybe then they might still have a chance at avoiding the pack's ire, if only a little bit.