And as Bria calls, so I shall answer ^_^ Neela is in Optime
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A single sniff, a small strand of scent carried far on the wind, barely detectable to Neela's nose for a second, that was all it took. The blonde dog's scent was one that was permanently scarred into Neela's mind just as much as the marks on her arm and stomach. All it took was a single whiff of that scent in her nostrils and Neela was running towards the border, Grynn flapping furiously at her side.
The two had been out hunting when the scent had reached Neela's nose. It was the first time in nearly two months that Grynn had left Neela's house, previously the falcon had refused to leave the side of her newborn chicks except to hunt for herself, but the occasiona had been ruined by this discovery.
Neela's knives were already drawn as she approached the border. Her entire body screamed anger and aggression, ears and tail rigid and high while her lips were already being pulled back over her teeth in a snarl. Grynn came to a stop on Neela's shoulder, wings spread wide and a piercing shriek emitting from her beak. While Grynn hadn’t actually seen the fight between Neela and the blonde dog she had heard enough of the incident to put the strangers appearance and Neela's behaviour together. Neela moved in-front of Kiara protectively as she approached the two, remembering the severe wounds that had been inflicted in the white furred wolf by this dog.
"You." The words were flat and terse, Neela not even trying to hold her aggression. Neela's eyes, roaming over the blonde dog for signs of aggression, noted the obvious signs of pregnancy but the sight garnered no sympathy from the enraged wolfdog; if the blonde dog was stupid enough to come pregnant to a place inhabited by her enemies it was her own fault. "You are not welcome here. Leave." Neela's entire body was taut as an elastic band as she waited for the blonde dog to respond, ready to attack if she took so much as a single step over the border.
