Brisk awoke to Luna's prodding paw. "Get up; get up, something's happening!" Brisk's feet woke up before he did, and he tripped as he started to walk. Luna got up to follow, but Brisk stopped her. "I don't know what this is, and I won't risk you getting hurt. Stay back, until I tell you to come." She nodded, wasn't thrilled with staying back, but did. Brisk crept to the top of the den, and poked his head out through the ferns. Six, scrawny WindStream enthos had surrounded Blix and Petra. They had their teeth bared, and looked poised to fight. Five more WaterRider enthos appeared from different angles to aid Blix and Petra. Brisk turned his head to the right to see Scar hunched down close to his den, he was motioning Brisk to come by the waving of his tail. Brisk swiftly slipped through the grasses, and bushes to conceal himself from the intruders. He crouched beside Scar as the WindStream alpha female, Indie went forward to talk to Blix. "Ok now why did I wake up with the enemy surrounding our alphas, Scar?" "Well they've come for the prisoner." Brisk shot him a quizzical look. "Prisoner? What prisoner?" "Oh that's right; you weren't on the evening patrol last night. Remember that enthos we attacked a few sunrises ago? Well we caught that white WindStream enthos that you and I found on the southern grassland the other day. It was again snooping over the border." "Ok, what about them?" he asked pointing his tail to the six enthos that were speaking to Blix and Petra. Scar shrugged "Not positive on their story, they just kind of popped up not too long ago. I came out here to guard my den." Scar looked off towards Brisk's den. "What about Luna, won't she be in trouble if you aren't guarding your den, anything could happen." Scar had barely finished when the brush rustled behind Brisk. Luna popped through, she looked calm, but Brisk could feel she was worried. "There is no way I'm staying there, I could get killed." She growled to Brisk. Scar nodded, "I'm sure Frost wouldn't mind the company, go on inside." Luna nodded and slipped under the tree root leading to the den. Luna had just disappeared when he heard Blix snarl and charge at Indie. She bounced out of the way, and led her small party with her. They disappeared through the fog that had silently descended on the outskirts of the camp. Brisk got up and padded over to Blix. "Blix what are we going to do about them? They can't just come into our camp when they feel like it." Blix shot him the famous clouded expression. "I don't know Brisk, they want their member back. I just don't want to give him up to them without a proper warning. Frankly, I'm surprised Indie retreated; sure there are more of us than the group she brought, but still. I don't think this is over." Blix padded away, Petra silently following him. She turned back to Brisk, her eyes full of worry, but she said nothing. She turned back and followed her brother towards their den. Brisk headed back to Scar, still lying outside his den. "Scar they are planning something," he stared at the sky, "I just know it." Scar rested his tail across Brisk's paws. "I know, but the question is what do we do about it? What did Blix tell you?" "Basically nothing, he just wants to punish that enthos we have imprisoned." A glint of light shown through the clouds, the fog was beginning to lift. The scent of WindStream drifted across Brisk's nose. He turned to Scar, who had obviously smelled it to. They both froze; the smell was fresh, too fresh. It was close, not because they had just been there, but because there was more scent, more than just six. Brisk looked to the outskirt of camp, dark shadows were now visible through the fog. He waited as the fog lifted more; it revealed ten or more enthos. WindStream hadn't retreated, they had brought backup.