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Soft laughter drifted across the grass, barely audible, from an open doorway where Iris was eavesdropping. She couldn't help it--the flustered antics of some five or six privates outside had caught her attention as she was about to leave the building, and rather curious about how Calla's bonded could have gotten up top she dearly wanted to know.

Hush. As did Silversoul. You'll give us away! Of the two, he was more mature and serious, yet not completely immune to to the enticing thought of lounging atop the roof. Think of the view--the trees, fields, streams...and jaw-dropped humans down below. I wish you'd just go out and ask, he grumbled. His human, rather socially handicapped, was extremely reluctant to ask odd questions of someone she'd hardly met.

Well, it would be unfair to criticize her too much. After all, it was quite rude to bother someone one was not at least mildly acquainted with. But still. I feel like some mischievous rogue of a pup, and I don't like it.

Iris caught the slight undertone. Silversoul was always at her to be friendlier--as if she didn't try--and would use any excuse to force her into conversational situations. I don't think his human knows, anyways, she said indignantly. Think how stupid I'd sound. Besides... she smiled. Why don't you ask Woodwhisp yourself?

Because... He butted her with his head, pushing her into the open. I'm not socially retarded.

"And what do you think she would do when she catches you?" He smirked glancing at Rayan then up to Calla. "Oi, Dude if you don't stop messing around with that gun I might as well just come up there myself and take if from you." Domonique didn't like guns flung about willy filly about the place especially since one of them had nearly missed his angelic wolf. Grinding one of his toes into the muddy snow he started looking around, there were almost far to many wolves in the area now. He was more aware of Silversoul's presence than the other oblivious people around him.

Come now Woodwhisp, you know what I mean. Glazedpaw looked back towards the roof of the house. Prancing closer towards the house, her ears twitched back and forth towards Woodwhisp. Would you mind showing me how to get up there? She raised her left paw and gave it a quick lick. Still managing to keep her eye's on the roof, Maybe I can even help control your misbehaving human.

"Better not let her catch me then," Rayan answered Domonique with a smirk, though he really didn't want to know what would happen if Rose ever did catch him in the act. It hadn't been a problem the last few years he'd known the pink wolf since he'd been with Telia most of that time, but explaining certain things to her had been quite difficult - or so he'd heard Darkheart and Telia complain many times.

"No need, Dom," he continued at the man's next statement, before turning to shout up to the rooftop again. "I'll shoot you myself if you don't stop using that firearm recklessly," Rayan threatened in his commanding tone, one he hadn't used since he was Sergeant only a month ago. But he really didn't want to catch the Captain's attention, because they would all probably end up doing laps in the woods - or worse, Damien would make him train with Rose for not keeping the Privates in control. "Besides, you should know nothing can keep me in line." ...anymore.

The sudden appearance of a new and rather timid woman had caught Rayan's attention. His interest immediately perked up, noting with pleasure that it was none other than Iris Anderson. The woman was a little short for him, but her curvaceous made up for that little flaw. The only problem was she had a habit of keeping to herself and Rayan found it extremely hard to approach her since he could never find her in a comfortable environment. But since she seemed so willing to socialize today...

Rayan popped up between Keahi and Iris, offering the latter one of his charming (and irresistible) grins. If she had been anyone else, he might've taken her hand and planted a kiss on the back, but he didnt' want to scare her away just yet. "Why, hello there, Iris. You're looking rather lovely today, not that you're not beautiful everyday." A wink accompanied his statement.

"Hello, Iris. I'm Keahi," she greeted politely, before Rayan come between them. Her eyes glare at him. Now, he is going to scare the poor girl. But then again he can be a terror to all the woman in the fort. "Rayan, don't," she started, but Calla caught her attention when she had jumped down. Ouch, that got to be a hard jump, she thought, as she looked Calla over to make sure she was ok.

Firemoon walked back over to Keahi. She had just walked around the building that Woodwhisp was one, so she didn't find anything. Her ears pricked, at seeing Calla back on the ground. Keahi, now we can go, Calla is free, she told her rider. Keahi gave a look to Firemoon, that told her no. Why do you have you? she asked, knowing why Keahi won't leave. Wolves need to keep their humans in line, she said out loud, yet to no one.

Keahi now turn back to Iris and Rayan only to find Domonique wrap around her. "Will you both leave her alone," she told both of the boys. "Or do I have to make you."

After several hours of running, consisting first off with a run along a length of the valley wall and now this speed-testing chase, Rainingwind broke off into full-speed.

The barracks whizzed past as Jamie searched for a set-up that would increase her chances when the wolf would let go of the set handicap. Jamie zigzagged her way by buildings, halting to skim her shovel, also known as substitute rifle in this execution, on the snow's surface and lifted some of the powder into the air; a motion to take the place of a real rifle and shot. After the execution of that quick motion, she broke off into a run again as the wolf began at her from her left from across the opening of two rows of buildings at max speed.

The wolf had reached his rider in seconds, but it was evident to him that she hadn't given up in the slightest. Jamie had ducked as he went for her back collar and as she spun low while she knelt on her heels in her aim to alter her course and aid her attempt at escape with a tactic consisting of the purpose of inflicting confusion, Rainingwind put his own training to use, following her movements intently, paw pinning his rider into the snow by catching her at the abdomen. All in a moment the test became one of strength and as the private exerted all her might for escape, the wolf produced the adequate pressure to keep her captive.

Reading Jamie's mind as she curled to kick the back of the wolf's foreleg to try and have him lift it, he allowed momentum to test his rider this time as he removed his paw. With quick-thinking, Jamie reacted by landing with legs bent at the knees and slightly apart to work with her free hand to skid back to a halt.

Then, in the direction where voices were heard, an interesting sight caught her eye as she kept track of her surroundings: there was a wolf on the roof. The private then rose to upright poise, grace in her motions subconsciously adapting to a mode out of more battle-dominant circumstances, and allowed herself to be drawn to the sight. Then, shifting to take in more of the non-threatening scene, Jamie inclined her upper body forward slightly in a bow habitually with a polite smile in practiced greeting out of impulse upon the presence of wolves and humans becoming more concrete to her. "Hello," her greeting came with a respectful and steady tone.

Rainingwind followed his rider, watchful of her. Though her transitions of dominance from fighting machine to this poised mystery and vice versa were no longer unusual, he was still in the process of transitioning out of this habit since previous years of reacting in concern for the delicate yet eccentric yet capable and strong certainly mysterious human partner. Sound words, was Rainingwind's agreement to Firemoon's statement.

"I just don't like to see people being harassed," Keahi told Rayan. "And you are someone to look out for." Hearing someone say hello, Keahi looked over to see Jamie and her wolf Rainingwind. Keahi just nodded in greeting, since most of her attention was on the men and Iris. When she turned back to Iris and that, she saw that Iris fell right into Rayan. Oh no, she thought, wondering what she should do. Iris is a wolfrider and should be able to handle herself. Keahi just doesn't like to do nothing when she can help. Though Keahi blinked at Dom reaction. Is he ok? she wonder as he and Glazedpaw went off.

Firemoon turn to look at Rainingwind. I'm glad that I'm not the only one who thinks that way. She said, sitting down. Lifting one front paw up, she started to look over her claws, as if she was making sure they were sharp enough. Woodwhisp, if I took on your rider for a day, then you might not get her back in one piece. Plus you need to start them young, and you can see how well of a job I did with Keahi. It wasn't until she was done talking did she look up at him. And will you get down already. It hurts my neck to look up.