Neela’s eyes shot awake, suddenly alert as she sensed a presence near her. The scent drifting down was muddled; slightly familiar yet Neela couldn’t place it. She could tell at least that the intruder was situated somewhat behind her, on top of the rise which formed the overhang she was under, though a loud caw from that direction confirmed this soon after. At the sound Skylar bristled and flew upwards, the unusually large falcon flying up to perch glaring at the coywolf and raven who had disturbed them, adding her large presence and sharp claws to the suddenly hostile glares of her siblings. The three weren;t usually that hostile to strangers – well Skylar and MArahute weren’t at least, Oonu could be unpredictable – but the trio had cottoned on to Neela’s weakness and were eager to do their part to defend her.
For a moment Neela was tempted to stay silent and motionless, try to hide but quickly dismissed that as folly. Even if the presence of three birds which were extremely rare in the local area didn’t tip them off the stranger would surely have smelled Neela by now so instead she went with plan B and acted confident, her voice rising up to greet them, not quite aggressive but not particularly friendly either, ”Hello? What are you doing here?”
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