Brace for Bad Luck [Ebony's Storm]

Her brother spotted her quickly enough, scampering through the rain to lick her muzzle happily. Despite the presence of all these strangers, so many a danger to she and her beloved brother, a smile began to twist those ebony lips of hers. Ah, it had been so long, and she missed him greatly. She returned the affection, tongue escaping her maw to caress her brother's soggy forehead. Ullr was back with her now, all was well. She nibbled gently on the sodden fur of his cheek, nuzzling her leathery nose against it. "Never run away again, Ullr." Whisper soft lyrics would demand, only meant for him. A stern expression was worn upon her scarred face, though she would never stay mad at him for long. With a small sigh, she looked to the burnt auburn femme who seemed to be leading this little band. What was so special about her, that Ullr would seek her out before his own sister?
It wasn't long before the group was on the move, and Ullr followed them. Which meant Dyani would join in the trek as well, albeit begrudgingly and silent. She fought the heavy winds, squinted against the driving rain. Steel chords of muscle rippled beneath a waterlogged pelt, working to fight against the storm that was building. The ghost remained close to her brother, at his side in case he might need her. Surely he would, for she was the only wolf in the world he could not fool with his acting. His ankle had been injured in his travel here, which she would make sure to tend to if she had the chance soon. The purple hued storm clouds over their heads were angry, crackling with electricity and booming with thunder that the femme felt in her very bones. Everything was against them, the winds did not move in their favour, and that only made the victory of reaching shelter all the more impressive.

Nothing special, though Ullr seemed frightened by the runes that covered the standing stones. She nudged his shoulder with her own, a painstakingly slow movement, before leading him into the cavernous space. It was dry, and it was sheltered. That was what counted. Glacial optics spotted her brother, tongue lathing over the swollen appendage. Yes, she would definitely have to check that out. Hopefully it wasn't too bad. She wasn't paying much attention to the words of the groups leader- call it authority problems and a lack of care. However, when her brother began to bristle at the strange creature inhabiting the cave they had chosen as shelter, the scarred woman narrowed her eyes. The leader, princess, what have you, spoke to the creature, and it responded in their tongue. Well, that served as an answer. Ullr would be safe, as long as he didn't antagonize the beastie. However, that was always a risk with her brother. Had something against leaving things alone. Which was why she had to protect him. Cerulean pools remained locked on the odd creature, built like a bear but barely the size of a pup. It was not to be trusted. Her brother offered to leave the shelter, to go out into the storm and help the search. This, the triple shaded guardian would not allow. She moved to sit beside her brother, urging his silently not to do so. He was injured, in no state to be going out. She bumped his shoulder again, gaze flicking between his injured ankle to his moonstone and sapphire optics. He should not leave, she would stay with him here. At least until it was safe to leave.

"Speech"