Being placed into the rank of Scout thrilled Esmé, it was an honor to be able to do the tasks that she had been granted. She was able to cross over borders without hesitation, and if she were to hear anything she could easily cross back over. Being small in size, Esmé often found her way going into one territory and out the other without  making much noise. She had been granted the technique of stealth, something that had come naturally to her small body. Although her sisters, Quinn and Lark, were much smaller she could still pull of being small and quaint. The silver and grey fae moved through the long grass, it overlapping where the border rested between Agavos and Erenyx. Summer had left, leaving behind whisps of warmth and fading green grass. The long grass that tickled Esmé's sides were still green but only at the very tips.

It was still holding onto life, which could have been an inspiring moment if Esmé had truly thought about it. However, she was not here to admire the beauty of Autumn, no she was here to pass over the border and into dangerous territory. After Erenyx, her next mission was Helidos. She had to be light on her paws, and  keep wary. Erenyx wolves were said to be quite stealthy, but she was better. The beautiful fae breathed in, the scents of Agavos and Erenyx intermingling giving her a strange taste among her pallet. Once she had let out the breath of air, she stepped over the border.

Her white and grey fur danced in the wind as she stepped over the border into Erenyx territory. All her life, she had been taught that borders were sacred, and to cross them meant war, or death. In her situation, it meant information. The concept of crossing the border still hadn't hit her yet, and even now she felt a little rebellious. She almost felt like a pup leaving the camp for the first time on her own. Drawing in another breath she confidently began to move through the territory sticking to the dark vegetation and making sure to place her paws in the right areas. She was silent, her golden eyes ever searching for a place she could crouch and watch. As she drew further into the territory the scent of Erenyx became stronger.

Her stomach twisted and she narrowed her eyes as she finally found a place where she could sit down-wind and watch. It was on a small slope, looking down upon a small clearing. The place she had found was covered in shrubbery and today, the wind was on her side. She had an easy escape backwards if she needed to, and with her luck no wolf would have known she was there. The beautiful fae, pressed herself down onto the rock, and looked through the shrubbery her ears erect and her eyes watching. She needed to get some good information, if something was about to go down she needed to know. Patience was key.

The member 'Elder Azul' has done the following action : Dices roll

'Scout Capture' :

Result :

(This is going to be much shorter, because of this computer I lost three hours of work. Sorry Tundra.)

Esmé had been noticed, and not in the way that she had wanted to. She didn't want to be noticed at all but some things she couldn't help. The silver and white fae had just settled down and was looking through the lands of Erenyx when she caught the honey colored eyes of Tundra. Esmé was cursing herself, how had she not seen the wolf before now? She had been seen, and being noticed was something Esmé was not happy about. Standing on her small paws, she wondered just how to make it away safely. She felt like prey having been caught like this, but she would not run away tail tucked like another. She would stand her ground until she needed to go. If she had to fight that would be the cost of it. Glancing around Tundra she didn't notice any other figures besides her, but she knew that Erenyx was sneaky. Erenyx was the 'evil' pack after all. However, if they were to make themselves known they would have done so like Tundra had. The small fae had gotten off the ground, now standing. The vegitation still hiding her but her level of sight had been changed. She still saw no others, which was a good sign for her. She didn't expect to be caught by the larger fae, Esmé was much faster. Her first mission was a fail, no information, and to be seen. The wolves of Erenyx would know her face, but that did not bother her. She would get her information one way or another, but not today. She was trying to decide what her best motive was to escape, turn tail and run or wait to see what Tundra would do. Her body was stiff, her fur on end as she waited. All of her senses were alert, waiting.

(I'm so sorry about how crappy this is. I had almost five paragraphs done and then my hand touched the mousepad while it was hovering over malachi, and it clicked it three times, on this tab and two others. So i lost everything. I'm sorry.)

(Yes, the latter sounds more appealing XD Just to get it done and over with in the least. I also assume in the way I wrote where Esme was that was a bit higher up than Tundra, so I figure a leap off to attack her would work best. She isn't high off the ground but high enough to launch attack. Hopefully you don't mind ;-;)

There was a tension in the air, a wolf could easily sense from any distance away. It could only be broken by movement, and it was movement that Esmé did not want to make. She didn't want to run, but she also felt like she wouldn't have choice. To her, the quickest way out would be to go behind her, but that would give the pretty white wolf below an easy advantage. The small fae could feel Tundra's dark hazel eyes upon her, perhaps calculating her. While Esmé was smaller, Tundra was larger and therefore stronger. She had the advantage of sprinting away but as she thought about her options, the cold tone of the wolf below her slithered over her like ice.

Esmé was silent, her muscles tense as she listened to her words. A sneer curled her lips, showing her fangs slightly at her first words. She gave no care in the world what he alpha would feel, she wanted information. It wouldn't be a time to care, unless she was captured. Her golden gaze sharped as she watched Tundra move very...very slowly towards her. It wasn't something she had noticed but gradually she could see the white wolf moving as she spoke. It made her tense up, but she did not move. If she got any closer, it would be easy for her to leap down and attack her in hopes of injuring her and getting away.

Ears flicking, the silver and white fae narrowed her eyes down at Tundra. A patrol? There were warning bells going off in the back of her mind, especially when she said if she ran the opposite way she would be running towards Erenyx not away. The fur on her neck began to stand as she thought. She could easily be lying, I know how I got here that much is true. I could easily follow my way back, but it would cost me having to go around her. Her eyes flicking from Tundra to behind her and then back to her again. Is there really a patrol? She could be manipulative..who knows..she is part of Erenyx. But there is something about her that makes her seem..off. What is that? She was thinking to herself, her keen gaze following Tundra watching her, listening to her. There was a scent drifting off her and as the breeze gently rocked the trees, it came to her. Hmm..

Flicking her tail, in irritation she listened to her last words. Her ears perked up a bit at them. "A fight you say?" This was the first she had spoken since taking on the position in the brush on the small cliff like structure. "To be honest, I wouldn't have much of a choice..would i?" She growled softly, before making the decision. The snowy white wolf below her had inched close enough that she could bear down from the brush and land on her. It was a risky move, but it could give her an advantage. All thoughts of running her left her, if she could injury her, she could get away. Taking a step forward the brush parting, she took the few steps forward her muscles bunching as she leaped down the small incline towards Tundra, knowing her angles to at least land on her.