Kelais had been lying around in the clearing, allowing herself to be hidden by the slowly regrowing grasses. She was content to let the day waste away into evening, and then eventually nightfall, but as she looked up and watched the sky, she heard the sounds of a scuffle nearby. Quite close nearby, actually. The sounds of snarls accompanied it,>>

<Kelais> >> and Kelais shot upright, looking around for the source. Ordinarily she'd have called for Ammorez to deal with it, the Sentry was much more able at handling wolf disputes than she was, but she didn't have time to look for her. With a low growl, she raced over to where she saw three wolves: Adal, Khal, Ghost, and Tryst. Snarling at all three of them,>>

<Kelais> >> she advanced with her hackles raised, ears alert, and tail level with her spine. Usually she disliked trying to dominate other wolves, but she didn't even think twice. She stalked over stiff-legged, closing the rest of the distance in a few easy strides. Her mood had gone from zero to sixty in a matter of seconds. Kelais was pissed, and>>

<Kelais> >> she made no attempt to hide it. She simply stood there, waiting for the others to realize and acknowledge her presence, her eyes glaring with enough venom to drop an elk in its tracks. (Done)