The wolf growled lightly under his breath, keeping the curved and tapering sword at Kitt's neck height... "Of course i'm a ranger.... Why else would i wear this get-up, eh?..." Kitt stared down the blade... now would be a bad time to make a witty remark...
"What you doing following us?" The wolf laughed, sword still kept level... "Following you?... My dear boy you are the one following me.... and i thought rangers of the Vestra Clan where supposed to be smart...."
Growling under his breath Kitt stared up the wolf, somthing wasnt right.... and that colour of cloak was familiar to him... every ranger clan had a different uniform code, and he thought he recognised this one... "Well then.... what clan are you from, if your so smart?"
The wolf looked down at him, and sheathed the sword.... "Ruth... of the Esha clan.... And actually i was just on my way to the nearest Inn... not that it concerns you obviously... though i am wondering... what would a ranger in training be doing with such a group of misfits?" It was at this moment that Drevo shouted out, and the wolf drew his crossbow, aiming in the general direction of the newcomer.... It was only a second later that the wolf noticed Kitt's shortsword at his neck-level....
"As it so happens... these misfits are my only family... so i wouldnt shoot if i where you.. Ruth.... and isnt that a girls name?" He smirked as the wolf kept still, watching the sword closely...
"I wont shoot... All i need to do is keep going with my travels, i dont need interruptions form the likes of you... and yes, Ruth is a girls name... well spotted Vestra backstabbing scum..." With that she lowered her crossbow, and pulled back the dark hood... revealing what had made Kitt so unsure.... The fact that the wolf was indeed very feminine... Kitt growled at her mention of scum, hiding his embarrassment at mistaking her for a man....