[h3]Kissimi[/h3]

Kissimi stood quickly, her hand going to her lightsaber. She glanced at Megara. But said nothing for a moment, feeling a spark of alarm from her wolf. She shook her head to dismiss it.

"Forget your lightsaber. We'd both rather your life," She responded.

[h3]Chase and Pira Jackson[/h3]

The white wolf snarled, and Chase approached the wolf. He stayed behind the wolf. By now, Pira and the brown wolf came up beside Chase. Pira knew enough to let Chase do the talking. He was older, so he knew a bit more than she did. He scowled.

"Who are you?" Chase asked, his voice shaking.