When the rogue went down she scrambled for a hold to keep him down. Weird, he wasn't fighting back as much as she thought. She wasn't best at fighting herself, but she was even able to hold the rogue. She kept her head and therefore her neck away from the panicked snapping jaws of the male, half tempted to bury his muzzle in the dirt with a paw. She snarled, but didn't actually do any damage. Yet. She was half tempted to use her power to see where the others were, but she knew that might leave her open for the rogue to get free. Her head snapped up when twigs snapped and bushes rustled and Bear came running out, panting. Vines grew the short distance and crept forward, Bear using their power. The vines hovered near the stranger's legs, ready to latch on if he tried to flee.
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She shot the younger a look.
"Good thought process. But next time, do not show your magic to strangers unless absolutely necessary. Put those back."
She said, slightly worried. She knew it likely wouldn't, but if the situation was worse, Bear could've been in a worse position. She turned her attention to Scout as he came out, relieved that he seemed to get his energy back. And surprisingly, Willow followed him out. She locked eyes with the dark pelt wolf and heard a faded voice in her head. Willow could talk mentally, if a little faded, over short distances.
'I dragged the deer back to the cave and followed Scout's scent. Caught up and he told me what was happening.'
Willow said mentally. Iris nodded, and turned her head back to the rogue.
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"Who are you, where do you come from, and why the hell are you in our forest. You should preferably answer truthfully. We don't particularly like strangers."
Iris growled, locking her eyes with the rogue's.
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