The day slowly fell to evening, as Nyda made her way through the neutral territories. Dark clouds started to roll in, their color a smoky gray as the swelled with moister. It would soon be a wet night tonight and the huntress wanted to find shelter quickly. Thunder gave an ominous growl off in the distance, lightening flickering in the gathering gloom. Wind picked up, tugging at her fur as if to urge the huntress faster. Large paws padded the rich loam, her claws sinking deep for purchase, pushed her faster. Her smoky colored tail lifted straight out as her keen nose took in the scents of many wolves. The neutrals, it seemed to her, to be used very much by all and any wolf there. At least three different scents where there, and she wondered who the other two were. She knew one to be Agavos, the pack she would now call home. Nyda knew she could learn from a new pack. She found it fascinating that the systems of a pack were different than the ones she knew in the north. Terms of positions of rank had different names but they were essentially the same thing. One term though remained the same. Alpha and Alphess.

A light sprinkle of rain began to fall as twilight drew ever near. The thunder growled more loudly, as if closing in on a victim it wished to smite with one well aimed blow. She kept going, feeling the soft dirt changing to moss as ferns sprang up out of nowhere. A sound drew her to a stop and the huntress cocked her head. Ears straining, picking up the melody of a waterfall in the near distance. She changed her course and headed for that beautiful soothing sound. Vines hung on the trees, a tangled mess that was a bit difficult to navigate, but Nyda took her time as she made her way through the labyrinth. Soon the undergrowth parted and she stood on a mossy bank of a pool with a gorgeous waterfall.

Rain fell harder, big fat drops landing on leaves that bowed with the added weight. Nyda shook her fur, sending a spray of water in all directions as she took in the lovely sight. It was soothing, she could feel the elements at work here bringing peace and calm. Dark amber eyes soon scanned the edge of the place and spotted a relatively dry spot under a large rotten log that faced the pool. The heart of it looked to have been eaten out over the years by ants and termites. It would be damp but at least it would be drier than sleeping out in the open. Nyda walked to the log and poked her nose inside. It wasn't as deep as she had hoped but it was good enough. She soon turned around in a circle a few times then lay down with a tired sigh. Sleep was long in coming, but she soon dozed lightly listening to the music of the rain. A new day would begin and then she would go to the pack clearing to see her new pack.

The soothing remedy of the rain's song upon the leaves was disturbed by a cautious male voice calling out a greeting. Her light doze broken the grey she-wolf's head snapped up, amber eyes flying to lite upon another of her kind. Ears at attention, listening for a warning tone in the voice of that single word. Nyda stood slowly, herself cautious, to be in the presence of another predator. Coming out of her shallow shelter, her posture neutral, facial expressions hiding behind a mask of indifference. "Good evening sir," she said in a soothing voice. Ah, but what's this? Another to back up the first? Nyda thought when another wolf entered the clearing around the pool. Thunder snarled and lightening darted amongst the clouds, flashing its light so all could get a glimpse of one another clearly. The second wolf greeted the first and Nyda now had a name to call him; Newt. The fae inquired as to why he was out here on such a stormy evening and Nyda very much wanted to know the same. She had seen how he favored his right leg and wondered how much pain the brute really was In. But such curiosity and compassion never broke her mask, for she knew these two not. Yet, the fae introduced herself as a delta of Agavos, and both smelled the same as the one who had greeted her at the boarder and welcomed her in with open arms, so to speak. Nyda in turn, gave a slight tilt of her head in respect for the fae's higher position. The fae shouted to be heard over the roar of the mighty thunder god having his fun in the clouds.

"I am indeed, Delta Breeze. I was greeted promptly at the boarder by one Alpha Desmond. He has given me the title of hunter. I am now Hunter Nyda." Though brief in their first meeting, Nyda was slightly taken aback by her new Alpha's abruptness.  But she had never let it pass through her calm disinterested gaze. She spoke after the thunder god had paused his ruckus above their heads so as to be heard by the new pair that to her were known knows as her pack mates. Her gaze slid back to the male, amber eyes trying to judge his reaction to such an announcement. Would he be disgusted to have a female hunter. She had come across such kinds of males in her journey south, some thinking they were above females and they weaklings. Her feelings on such a subject had taken her very close to death on one occasion when she had told a male that he was a pompous fool for having such a thought. She would never forget the look of rage that had entered his eyes. He had wanted her blood and was made all the more furious by the look of disinterest at his threat of her. The rain had increased the height of the water table and now the waterfall was surging over the lip to plummet into the now frothing pool. Her eyes quickly scanned the edge of the water, and she didn't like what she saw as the water crept ever so slowly to their feet. The male too, looked to be getting a good drenching and that would not be a good thing with his slight frame, yet she never voiced that thought aloud, and kept the concerned look from her eyes. "Come, let us take shelter under the thicker foliage where we can talk better and not go swimming." She inquired with a tilt of her head at the undergrowth. She didn't mean to undermine the delta, she just voiced a thought. Whether they both heeded it or not was up to them, she was in no position of authority to be giving orders.

The thin male, known as newt, gave her a friendly smile, expressing himself with pleasure to have met her. She was relieved in that moment, delighted to learn that not all males thought alike and that there still were some out there in the world that were not so foolish as to believe themselves superior. She gave newt a small smile of gratitude and a slight tilt of her grey head head in respect. An angry snarl of thunder shook the ground they stood upon, the lightening striking quite close in its attempt to brighten the world to a false daylight. The two before her yipped in surprise and Nyda had to admit...she was a bit nervous herself. But nonetheless, she pushed her fear aside. It simply wouldn't do to break down in frightened tears and sobs from a bit of rain and lightening, besides, that just wasn't Nyda. Though she could be playful at appropriate times, now was not that time. With the impatient flick of the delta's tail she immediately turned to the thicker vegetation around the surging pool. She went around the side and up, looking for clearer, high, solid ground. The going was a bit slow because the slope was a bit muddy and slippery. Not to mention she was a bit concerned for Newt. Out of her peripheral vision she could see that Breeze helped the caretaker to walk. She walk beside him and Nyda thought she saw him lean on Breeze for support a couple times.

A grim look, settled over the new hunter's face. They all three had fur plastered to their frames and every time Nyda shook her own, to rid herself if the excess water, the gods would dump a new load over them all and drench them yet again. Never had she seen so much rain before, nor such loud thunder. The storms from where she was from had never been as bad as this, but push on through it she did. Not one complaint left her lips; why should it? Complaints were just useless, in her opinion. Nyda led the way up at an angle, making sure that the debris that covered the forest flood was not enough to hamper the Catetaker. Not only that she searched for a likely spot for them to sleep for the night out of the deluge. She had wanted to find a shelter quickly but after a bit it became apparent that some places were not suitable. But as Nyda swung the small party back to the river streaming over a mossy rock lip to plunge below into the pool, a dark area large enough for a body to slip into could be seen as another bolt of lightening flashed through the sky. Another ferocious snarl above followed the flash and Nyda could almost see wolves in the heavens battling each other when she lifted her amber eyes upwards. Nyda did not speak throughout the hunt for a drier space to rest and wondered in the back of her mind if both Newt and Breeze thought her rude. But with no time to dwell on thoughts, Nyda approached the dark hole cautiously. Her nose worked hard to smell any scent that lingered there, even a hint of warmth, that a body might put off. But there was none.

Looking back at the pair behind her, waiting in the torrent of rain Nyda spoke "Wait here, let me see if it's adequate," with that, before she could hear a word from either, Nyda had slipped inside the opening in the side of a hill. Nose working fast she crawled her way down a short tunnel. It opened up into a big enough room for all three to lay down comfortably. The dirt floor was packed hard and sturdy, the walks themselves seemed thick enough and with no water seepage I to the hole it was a perfect place to spend the night. With her appraisal of the shelter done, Nyda crawled her way back out to stand before the two drowned rabbits before her. It had only taken her a minute or so to check the hole and she had hoped that they wouldn't think her too rude.
"The hole will fit all three of us, it looks to be built solidly with no seepage of water. It is dry. There is a small crawl space until it opens up into a wide room." She stood there waiting for the orders of the delta. It would be her decision as to whether if was adequate or not. Besides, they had just met Nyda and knew very little about their newest member and it would be a bold move to trust someone so quickly. But as soon as they were either inside or somewhere else to take shelter in, Nyda would soon be questioning her new pack mates.

The Alpha male had certainly piqued her interest for he had had a strangely familiar scent about him. One that almost smelled like the ones that roamed the neutral territories. Not only that she had heard stories. Some stories that were hard to hear but others as if they were fairy tales. There were two other packs nearby but she had forgotten their names. With Alpha Desmond being so abrupt at the boarder she had had no time to ask him questions. She waited patiently, the rain still coming down hard on them all. Nyda had a feeling that it wouldn't slacken till morning but then again, maybe not.