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[Silverflame]

"Fleet-Run Black-foot Last of the Path Finders heeeeeeere!" Called the long howl of a wolf, echoing through the foothills. "Beware, men in the hills. They hunt wolf kind and have already clamed my pack." Fleetfoot waited for only a moment, then lepted from the rock and hurried off down the stream.

The sound of the men was drawing closer again no doupt drawn by her howl, but she had wanted to worn the other packs as to the dangers of the night. She had never seen humans act like this. Her pack hadn't atacked any of them nor any of there livestock, but still they came.

Her passe quickened as she heard the sound of dogs barking, it sounded as though they had found where she had stoped on the rock. Now in a light run she weaved though the trees, trying to put as much distance between her and the dogs.

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((Is this a all wolf RP or do you mind if a dragon joins?))

[Silverflame]

((Sure you can use a dragon.))

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Rugin lifts his head up to the sound of a wolf cry being so near. He shakes his head a little to clear the last grogyness of sleep, and sniffs the air. Humans.
Uncoiling himself from the base of the tree, He starts changing his skin from the dark brown of the wood into its natural grey.

[Silverflame]

Fleetfoot was in a full out run, more hoping not to run into any thing then acualy working to avoid them. As she charged through a clearing she saw some thing moving under a tree just ahead. She skid to a stop coming nose to nose with, a dragon. Fleet back pedled in a combination of serprise and fear. Her tail tucked up under her belly she stared at the dragon, her chest heaving from her run.

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Rugin jerks his head back at having a wolf almost run right into him. Looking down at the intruder he stood up to his full hight, and prepared to defend his neck. The one spot all wolfs seem to go for.

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Fleetfoot flatened her ears back agenst her skull. To tired to run or fight she was at this dragons mercy.
A sound from behind made her jump. She sidesteped, trying to keep the dragon in sight. She had no sooner moved then two dogs jumped though the bushes fallowed quickly by a third. Seeing the dragon they yelped and jumped back snarling and barking. The mens torch light grew brighter as they fallowed the dogs into the clearing. There were four in all, they spred out agenst the tree line rasing there torches to try and see what was bothering the dogs. With there week sneces the men were unable to eather see or smell the dragon. The boldest of the dogs snarled lunged at the dragon.
Fleetfoot flinched and backed up so she was almost directly behind the dragon. She considered trying to run again, but her legs had started to shake from exhaustion. She knew if she tried the dogs would simply run her down in her weekend state she would be no match for them.

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Foolishness. He raised one of his Sii up as the dog lunged and watched as it practicaly impaled it's soft belly on his claw. Wasting no time he quickly used a small flame to light the now whining dog on fire and threw it at the humans that dared to dash into his small sleeping area. With the humans so distracted by being on fire. It was simple, quick work to snatch the remaining two dogs and silence them. With the insurance they can't fallow him now, Rugin starts walking out of the area before the humans realize their dogs are in peices. However, he stops for a moment to glance at the wolf. Tired, but could have information... I really need to work at picking up another language better. "Leave... I... Come" He managed to say with his horrible and broken beast speech.

((The offical name for it is beast speech. I even looked it up.))

[Silverflame]

Not quite understanding what the dragon had said Fleetfoot wasn't sure what to do. But atleast it seemed it wasn't going to harm her, the same could not be said for the humans. With a glance back at the flame she followed the dragon, though at a safe distance.

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Going a little farther into the forest. Rugin came to a small stream with rocks scattered along it. Settling next to large boulder he started to wash the blood off his Sii in the stream.

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The wolf fallowed, stoping at the base of the rock still out of reach of the dragon.
"Thankyou.. ." she said slowly. "For back there I mean." She keept her ears back and her tail low a sign more of her unease then for the dragons sake.

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Rugin blinked at the wolf, barely understanding her. He shurged inwardly and felt it was more likly for the best. His mother always said he was the silent type anyway.
His belly rumbled and his fire bladder felt empty, even with the small flame he did. Might as well, I'm already awake. He looked over to the wolf and said "Wait..." while he went off into the woods.
He returned shortly with a small dear that he droped close to the wolf, with evidence that he had already eaten, he settled down again and started cleaning himself all over again.

[Silverflame]

Fleetfoot steped back from the deer with her head and tail low. Though she was extreamly hugry herself she wanted to play it safe, making apsilutly shure the dragon was done, and that she was alowed to eat beffore she would even aproch the deer. Being a subordanate in her old pack Fleetfoot was use to having to wait to eat. She looked over at the dragon, he did seem done with it but she had not had much experance with dragons. Infact this was the first one she had acualy 'met'. She had been only a pup when she had seen her first dragon, she could still remeber how small and powerless she had felt as it's masive shadow had passed over her. With a small shiver do to nerves she took a tentitive steep tward the carcase.
"I have food?" she asked, trying to keep her words simple as the dragon seemed to have truble understanding her.

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Rugin let out a small snort as he watched the wolfs careful movements. But it is amusing to watch the wolf move around so terrified of him.
He couldn't really blame her for the fear, remembering the fear of the massive mountain of green scales when he was just out of the shell.
Finished washing himself, he twisted around and started scratching at the boulder in boredom while he waited on the wolf.

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Finaly deciding she was alouded to eat Fleetfoot made short work of filling her belly. Finishing she lay at the base of a tree and began to clean her fur.
Now she knew this dragon wasn't going to hurt her she was acualy gald of it's presents. Wolves where pack creatures and hated to be aloun so even the company of a different species was a welcome one. The only thing that could do with improvement was the language barrier.
Fleet got to her feet and made her way twards the dragon.
"Name, Fleet-run Black-foot." she said still trying to keep her words simple. "What yours?"