We stopped at the top of the trail to the entrance of the Ruins. I glanced around, looking for the brown and white paint mare. I slowly scanned the area below. Something in the back of my head said trap. But I couldn't put a finger on it.
I swung down off Warrior. If it was a trap I was not going to risk my friends. "Chief stay with Warrior." I pulled the Golden boy rifle from the case, climbing down the trail on foot, I added "I don't want either of you hurt. Stay here."
There was a ledge and a small staircase that went into a narrow entrance. This back way was a little tricky. Which left you open to something ambushing. I had a chill in my spine, if there was a horse around here, it was likely not in a good situation.
Standing at the entrance to the Ruins, I glanced behind me to see Warrior and Chief watching me.
Turning back to the way I was going, looking on the ledge I seen nothing. Looking back to Chief and Warrior I said "Go around and meet me at the front."
Turning my attention back to the walkway that lead into the ruins I was met with a violet gaze inches from my nose to the female wolf's. "Sweet baby Jesus.." I squealed, stepping back out of reaction.
"My apologies, but I get the feeling you may need a bit more help then your two friends can provide." The brown wolf sat, her head cocked to the side looking at me.
"Pretty sure I will have to check for a brown stain later. But thank you." I nodded to her and walked passed into the entrance of the Ruins. I could hear the click of her nails behind me. That tingle in my spine growing to goose bumps. The alleyway from the area we came in let out in the courtyard of the plaza. Living quaters were to be on the left in the cliff face and the other areas to the right. Turning the corner I seen the middle of the plaza. Stopping just before entering that plaza, I found the paint mare. She was down, but alive. "I am here to help," I started in my head "what wounded you?"
"Evil, pure evil." The brown and white horse whispered.
"Its the Skinwalker," I heard the wolf behind me growl.
"They exist?" I turned around to look at the dire wolf behind me. Realizing how stupid it was. I was looking at a dire wolf. So in actuality, yes Skinwalkers would exist in the same world including other things. Things... That sent another shiver down my spine.
"Step to the side" The female wolf brushed past me. Her fur tickling my nose. She poked her head out of our doorway to look around. Inhaling, you could almost hear her mind analyze the scents. I could hear a low and steady growl eminating from her.
"I am guessing, you found something not too good." I mentioned off handily.
"Loyality, so hard to come by. Your missing human alive but just past the horse." The wolf looked past the injuried horse.
"Gonna go out on a limb and say your red bud is hanging out with the Skinwalker?" I asked.
"Not my bud, but yes. They seem to be working together." The female looked at me. She did not tell me nor did I pick up. She had said she was gonna hunt today so the Red wolf was supposed to be keeping an eye. "I have a feeling we need to come up with a plan. The Skinwalker is strong, was part of these Ruins when it was young and human." Turning to look at me she asked "may I touch your forehead?"
That was curious I thought to myself. "Sure."