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Ember was stunned by the sudden attack and just when she thought she was going to die he released her. She quickly jumped up and her hackles raised up a little, just in case they would attack her again. Suddenly more came and she became threatened, Don't attack Ember, calm down don't let it get to you. She thought, Just tell the your name, and maybe they'll calm down. "My name is Ember, I only attacked because I thought that he was going to attack me..." Calming down and letting the blood again cover her fur so she was red. "...Plus I don't like others sneaking up on me." Looking straight where Frostridge is with narrow eyes. "And I would put that dagger down if I were you. I'm also quite sure you want to know how I know that you guys are there." Ember sat down. "I could sense the blood flowing with in you, I hear it, smell it, and I can see it flowing with in you guys." Sighs. "I honestly never wanted a fight, but the way he was sneaking up on me it made me feel intimidated."

Kuro snarled and looked towards the female hidden with her blade ready. He shook his head as a signal to disengage. "No!" He said trying to communicate verbally to make sure the order was understood and looked around resting his eyes on those members present, lingering a bit longer on Jet seeing that she disobeyed his order. "There is no fight between kin." He refocused his attention. "Please accept mt apology for the false alarm. My name is Kuro." He walked around and stopped next to each the pack members to introduce them. "This is Jet, Crescent and Streak. There are six of us in all. We'd be willing to bring you back to camp if you wish to have a place to stay." He relaxed and awaited her response and kept a close eye on the members.

Bullet watched what she could see. Watching Crescent happy skip down the hill make Bullet feel better. The situation must of been dealt with then, she thought to herself. She glanced at Scarlett whom seemed quite content in the tree. Crescent was an unusually happy wolf, though he looked like no wolf she had ever seen before. "So what species are you Crescent? You look very different compared to any wolf I've run into." She quirked her head to the side as she spoke. There were so many strange wolves here. The one who couldn't speak defiantly won the contest though. Bullet hoped that the wolf would learn her natural language while she traveled with the pack.

Frostridge could not maintain her cloak anymore and she allowed it to sputter away, leaving her a pale white shape in the darkness as her temperature returned to normal, causing the wolves to notice her; her dagger still clenched in between her teeth, she eyed the bloodied female as the large black male talked. She watched in fascination the body language go between them; even with the words still unknown to her, she could figure out more of what was happening. The black one had urged her not to attack, though she still held herself ready.

Once more, some mutual agreement was met, and the tension relaxed. It amazed her who easily these creatures of her own race were so willing to resolve peacefully, without bloodshed...unlike humans...

She re sheathed her dagger as the newcomer was welcomed into the team, still slightly puzzled by all the events that had occurred. Still worn, her stomach was aching and she suddenly wondered how they could possibly feed so many mouths; there was no way they could all survive on the pitiful small creatures here...

Suddenly, she remembered the huge, slender-legged creatures she had seen before by the hidden lake with silvery green grass she had stumbled upon by accident- Their heads crowned in long, bony branches as they shuffled about nose down. She had been scared at the time, having fought an Altered one before that had nearly crushed her with its sharp front hooves, but never encountering a normal one...

Surely even one of those large creatures could feed them for a few days; and their had been a small herd-

But how could she communicate what she knew? She had to try, their survival might count on it-

She cautiously edged herself a fraction bit closer to where the Streaked one stood beside his brother. The other wolves had wandered back to rest under the trees, leaving the three behind. Frostridge felt somewhat more comfortable in the Streaked One's presence, as she did in the presence of the old human soldier she had known as Adams. A certain calm, assesive strength, unlike his more intimidating brother radiated from him.

Unsure of wolf customs, she merely stared at him intently, her eyes unblinking with urgency. When he caught her gaze, she froze, then hesitantly tried to speak. "...Tree-head...food." she grimaced, shook her head in frustration, and tried again. "Me, snowbird. Me food. Tree-head. Know. Follow?" the words fell clumsily from her tongue, slurred and undefined. She tried a human gesture, jerking her head in the direction where the lake was hidden, far back towards the edge of the wasteland, protected by sheer rocky cliffs. A hidden oasis...

Frostridge snarled in self frustration at her lack of ability to speak to her own race. With some sort of helpless anguish, she gazed into his eyes, praying he would understand.

Scarlett watched as the two talked. Her stomach rumbled quietly again. She looked up hill to the others. Doesn't seem like we will be getting any rest this night. Even though Bullet spoke to her Scarlett did not answer. She simply moved her head to look away from them. The silent wolf seemed to try and speak. Scarlett though of going up there, maybe helping the human wolf communicate. With a sigh Scarlett laid her head upon the branch that held her. Ears perked out, she listened and waited for them to move out. For now she would wait and gather her strength as the pack planned for the day.

Kuro gently nudged Embers side trying to brighten the mood. "We've all lost loved ones." He glanced at his brother and frost for a sec then back at ember. "You're among friends now. There is no need to fear anymore. We've only just begun to know each other and yet we all have a bond that connects us. Good or bad, we're a family and in this crazy world There's only few who you can trust. If not your kin then who..." He paused there and said no more. Lifting his head high, a swish of his tail signaled for her to follow him back to camp as he padded over and down the hill.

Streak's eyes widened at Frost's words, few yet understandable. He paused and thought for a minute and pieced together hollow meaning of individual words before seeking connections between two or more. Phrases began to form in his mind to discover her plea. He could see her getting a bit flustered so he gently nuzzled her neck to let her know it was ok and that he was beginning to understand. "Good, friend... I.... see.... what..... you.....mean...... " speaking slowly he hoped some of his words got through. Along with those words he gestured with nodding, understanding whines and lowered body posture allowing her to lead. It was easy to understand the cry of hunger and pain but unfortunately his tired mind couldn't quite come up with the answer for a tree head. regardless he'd know once he laid his eyes upon it.