Arson flicked his tail curiously, he moved over to a stick and picked it up in his jaws. Trying to show off his broke the wood with his teeth. He clawed at it with his frontpaws before finally throwing it into the air. "How did you get here?" He asked a bit more calmer than before.

Conan laughed and sarcasticly said while smirking "Walked?" This amused him he stood up and lapped up more water.

(Sorry lazy post)

Arson tilted his head slight his ears up, hearing laugher. He shook his head and clawed again at the floor. "You just seemed like the fleeing type that's all." He joked.

Emmet and Dakota walked alongside each other, though Emmet stayed slightly ahead of Dakota, as always. They had been walking for about two and a half horus now in silence, continuing trying to find wolves that they recognized. So far the had found no one, but had encountered about seven new faces who were trouble makers. Emmet had taken care of them, since Dakota hadn't been quite right for a long time. Her mood seemed to have changed into a darker shade, and she was worrying Emmet greatly. But she wouldn't speak to him about it, and this worried him even more since the twin brother and sister had always shared everything together. He knew something was bothering her, and it had been bothering her for a long time.

Emmet then saw a lake not to farfrom them, but noticed two wolves also drinking there as well. Both faces that were new to him. The new Lost Life had taken it's toll on Emmet, making him very wary and hostile around strangers since all the ones he and Dakota had encountered were all scum. Both of the strangers looked quite strong, like Emmet himself was. He might be able to take the two of them, but it would be difficult. He also might need Dakota's help, which he would really rather not do.
Emmet kept walking, and leaned over to Dakota and spoke quietly, "Just don't look at them." He whispered. Dakota nodded, though she didn't turn to look at Emmet. She kept her gaze at the rocky ground in front of them. They reached the lake fairly quickly, and began to drink from it, nto making eye contact with the strangers.

Conan laughed " Nah never really been the fleeing type" He then noticed two wolves across the lake. He glared over the lake to see if he actually knew them. He then leaned over to Arson and said "Do you recognise those wolves?" He then turned back to look over the lake at the strangers.

Arson studied the stranger wolves. He shook his head at Conan. "Ive never seen them before." He told him. He quickly stood up, Arson was smaller then all of the wolves in his presence. He growled slightly and his fur prickled on edge. Arson barked gettng their attention. "Who are you" He asked.

(Think im a bit late)

Emmet instinctivly took a step in front of Dakota, making her a bit more hidden from them behind him. He raised his hackles, his eyes becoming hostile and protective. The wolves they had encountered so far had been assholes, why should these two be any different?
"I don't have to answer to you!" He spat back, saying "I" instead of "we" to draw less attention to Dakota. Dakota remaine silent, not even looking up from the lake and continued to drink. After she finished, she lifted her head, peering over her brother's shoulder at the strangers with an emotionless face. Emmet tried to ignore the emotionless gaze from her, finding it disturbing coming from someone who used to be so timid and kind.

Arson growled vicously at the strangers. "Hold your tounge" He yelled, this wolf was full of confidence that was not hurt easily. The brute jumped onto a rock, flicking his tail higher and higher. "What you hiding there?" He questioned. Knowing full well it was a female. But he grew interested in why he acted so hostile. Not like he accepted anymore then that.

The young wolf clicked his black claws and the stone below. Blood pressure climbed at a dramactic rate, he had become impaitence.

Shyla wandered around the lake. She tried not to be noticed, but it was kinda difficult, because the wolves here had good eyesight... Shyla took a drink from the lake before laying on a grey rock that matched her fur. She kept her head low, and took another drink.

Emmet just barely held himself back when the the male asked what he was hiding. He took another step in front of Dakota, getting between her and the strangers even more.
"Don't you dare take a step forward." He hissed, eyes fierce, protection toward his sister clear in his eyes. He made himself look larger, which made him look huge. If he laid a paw on Dakota he'd snap it off, among other things.

Dakota stayed silent until she heard the male ask what Emmet was hiding. She watched as Emmet began to ready for battle, concern flooding through her. Emmet was already tired from traveling and fighting off the other wolves they had encountered, having to fight these wolves might use up all his energy he had left. Dakota decided to try and avoid confrontation. She stepped forward a bit, coming from behind Emmet and revealing herself a bit. "There is nothing for him to hide." She said coldly, staring the male right in the eyes with an emotionless gaze. She felt Emmet flinch at the lack of emotion in her voice, which she knew was unnormal for her. She also sensed Emmet was uncomfortable with her speaking up. She kept up the staring contest with the stranger though, ignoring Emmet.