Anybody There?

Odette arrived to a small gathering of the others after some scent following around the building “Ha, there you all are.” The Aussie’s odd orbs glanced from one wolfdog to the next some of their scents new, none the less she gave a confident and welcoming smile “More of us them this place let us see hm..?” She swayed her tassel as Odette was quiet friendly. The speckled dame always believed the best in other unless their intentions showed otherwise, as long as this didn’t happen with this lot hopefully.

Yuki eyed the two new wolfdogs uncertainly after following Odette outside. She noted that Kito and Raven both smelled of blood but didn't pay much attention to it as by nature when she hunts it normal to smell the metallic scent of blood but it was concerning when packmates are injured. "Raven you should really get that wound looked at." She spoke up. She knew the German Shepherd wolf mix wasn't going to say anything as she had figured out that maybe she didn't want to show weakness. "No one's gonna judge you for it." 

Growing frustrated by the rattling of his tags, Kajetan finally works to remove his collar. It wasn’t a necessarily strong one, so he was certain it wouldn’t be too hard. He raises a paw to the collar, pushing down and looking satisfied when the weakened material snaps and falls to the ground. Not wanting to leave it, as it’s all he has left of his human, he lowers his head and picks it up. ‘Carrying it will surely be less annoying than listening to those tags every time I move.’ He continues forward, tip of his tail flicking as his uneasy whiskey-colored oculars take in his unfamiliar surroundings.

His now torn collar hanging from his jaws, Kajetan raises his head higher into the air. His nostrils flare as he takes in the scents around him, ears twitching to listen out for any approaching paw-steps, or any sounds that may mean he needs to start running. He continues forward at a steady jog, breath coming in light pants.

Beta flicked her audits forward, eyes narrowing at Yuki at the obvious distrust. But, she shook her head and let it side, turning to Raven. "I possibly can. With my time on the street, I've picked up enough knowledge on healing..." Beta huffed gently, her tail lowering, "That is unless anyone else is good at it." She nodded, not wanting to be all assertive right away.

Raven laid down still not fully trusting them at all but she will let them treat her wound. Raven still had her guard up not wanting to be betrayed. She had too much of that in her life already. Raven laid them watching them.

Kaj pauses, looking a bit startled at suddenly being thrown into a conversation with another canine, roughly half his size. He tilts his head down enough to look down at her, head cocking to the side before he drops his collar to the ground to respond, rather than having to speak around it. "Kajetan," the German canine responds, voice rough and thickly accented. After the reluctant introduction, he acknowledges her question. "Tags bothered me; I broke it recently."

At the sudden feeling of a body pressing against his, Kajetan's head cocks to the side as he peers down at the younger damsel. "What are you doing?" The sire inquires, voice holding the same calm, yet monotonous sound. He wasn't familiar with the movements, though wouldn't jump to the conclusion that she was planning to harm him quite yet. Besides, there wasn't much she could do to a canine of his size. At least, that's what he'd told himself; he knew better than to truly underestimate another dog on the streets.

"Yes, you've pointed out that I'm "fluffy" before," he muses, a hint of amusement showing in his expression. At the mention of meeting others, his face drops. Not wanting to disappoint the younger, much to his surprise, he nods in agreement. "Lead the way then, Alika."