Storm suddenly looked up; to his surprise, a large wolf, female, was making her way to the water... pretending they where not even there.Her tongue trailed her lips, it was a chore not to pant, but the least amount of sound she made the better. After that round with the humans, alarming these creatures might not be the wisest move to make. Still, she was parched, and at least needed a drink before carrying on in pursuit of the two brothers. Calmly, she stepped from out of the bushes, providing the least amount of anticipation as possible. Without even glancing at the wolves, she approached the collection of water before leaning forward. Lapping up her share, she remained drinking, content as could be.
He stared at her. The old Storm would have tried to seduce her, no doubt... but now, with his own mate and pups on the way, his lust to chase after females had cooled down.
Still... he wondered... Who was she? Why was she here...?
As she began drinking, he frowned.
''Hello, there... where did you suddenly come from?'' He smiled. ''A.. Are you familiar around these mountains...?''
If she was... maybe she could help them!!