Yclept was searching that area he was in humming some songs from his colthood, & and occasionally saying "rustle, rustle" when he walks through bushes or debris.
Calla noticed the sudden smell difference and her lips curled back as she relies what it was. Her back bristled and she crouched to the ground, Siro mimicked her as he to could smell it. Calla followed the track a bit longer and found the source of the it. A pony wearing a brown coat stood before her, its back turned. Calla quickly ducked behind the bush as she commanded Siro to get the others.
(It's a cloak, like the one zacora wore, not a coat) Yclept screams at the top of his lungs,"hey if you wolves can here me come out!!!!!"
(My bad sorry bout that) Calla growled at the scream and silently exit the bushes! "There's no need to scream" she snarled. She kept a safe distance from the pony and she stayed in a crouched position in case a fight breaks out. Ears twitched back as she heard Siro call her name.
"Did you guys hear something, 'cause I think I did." He said a little less loud, realizing he sounded like a complete idiot.
Siro broke through the bushes with the rest of the pack following. Luck was instantly at Calla's shoulder, baring her teeth as well. "What are you doing here." Calla demanded.
*Ugh, I should head back, & wright down where not to go*, on his way after a little sauntering back the way he came, he saw the pack of wolves, & started running his fastest away, & thought,*why am I running, a wolf could probobly go 5 times my speed, no dbout, this is gonna end wan-weird.*
Calla easily caught up, and she tackled the pony to the ground. She pinned him growling still, she enjoyed the little chase as did her pack. The 5 wolves surrounded the pony that was still pinned to the ground under Calla's paws. "I asked why you are here!" She snarled.
"Um, I'm hiding from, let's just put it as, other ponies, plus I'm lost in this forest, but I've grown quite fond of it.", then uses his magic to teleport away, making you fall alittle, then he brushes some dirt off his cloak,"please don't tackle me, again."
Calla growled, "Magic… figures…" Calla eyes narrowed watching the pony closely. *what should we do with him Cal?* Siro growled at the pony.
He does one of his voice impersonations and says, in calla's voice," let him go", and he starts to walk off. (I should have been Elyctric Bryz, when anything touches her it gets shocked.)
Calla barked angrily, she had no patience for this. She chased after him and stopped in front of him in his way. "Don't ever do that!" she barked.
"I don't think so.." Calla mumbled. Rio the prankster of the pack began to laugh only making Calla bite at him. *oh come on Calla you have to admit!* Rio rolled on his back laughing paws in the air.
"So, Calla's your name, well who's your friend there, he seems pretty cool.",then he thinks,*hmm, these wolves might accutally be of service to me.*
Rio spoke before Calla. *I'm Rio… the good looking of the pack.* a playful bite from the smallest wolf, Aurora, made him fall over again laughing.
Yclept laughs, & says,"I best be on my way home, oh & Rio, it's good to know somepony else has a scence of humor.",then he starts sauntering away, again, & yells out,"Bye!"
"Heh, sorry it's just what I'm used to saying.",Yclept yells behind him, as his saunter turns to a magically enhanced sprint,*I don't want to get in a fight with them, I'd be torn to pieces.*
The pack paired off leaving Calla alone again. She made her way down the winding trail till she came to the watering hole again. She laid down in the tall grass against a large boulder that created the perfect shade.
