James stumbled over his feet, and then looked at his friends. 'Um, just wait.' he said, scampered into the woods, and then trotted back. "Let's go." he growled, sinking into the feeling that he was back home,which he wasn't, but that's what happened whenever he shifted, which was not often. Harriette just trotted away with her group. James grabbed his teams flag and stabbed it somewhere near the river. "Here. Let's go." he said to Vae. "Good luck Vezda." he howled over his shoulder.

She nodded, and went after him.

James motioned for Vae. "Try to get REd's team. It's closest. Good luck." Another person walks up.

"Hey. I'm on your team too. Can I go. Wait. That's a wolf. Wolf!!!" the person yelled, and scrambled backwards. (I'll act out Vae's Searching Partner.) James went a little distance off, and pretended to be guarding something, ultimately turning back into human form.

HArriette paced around the front of the flag. "No fighting? Seriously?" she thought to herself.

Good luck dears! Try not to fail me! She yelled to them as they left. She then drew her sword and prepared to defend the flag. While the coach had said no killing, he never said anything about bodily harm. Shed likely only nick them if they tried to take the flag. It would cause minor discomfort but no true damage.

Vae rolled her eyes, then started towards red team.

James waited for someone to come, and it wasn't long.

"Back off." he said,taking a cautious step to one side,and taking out his sword. The person came forward.

"Oh,if it isn't little puppy. Go ahead. Call wolf." the boy laughed. James glared at him.

"I'm not little, and no, I ain't a p.p.puppy. And, on t.t.top of that, I think you got y.y.your st.t.stories mixed up." he said stuttering. The boy just looked at him. Then he charged, taking out a sword along the way, James gulped, and backed up, tripping over a rock. The sword swung right over where his head had been.

"No k.k.k.killing." he said, rising back up, but was shoved back down.

"What's wrong puppy. Cat got your tongue?" the bully said. James glared at him,and grabbed at the sword he had dropped.

"G.g.get away." he muttered. The bully laughed, and swung the sword. James closed his eyes, and waited for the blow. Pain raced up his arm. "Get off." James growled.

"Search the area." the bully said. "I'll take care of the wolf pup."

She paused, sensing something was wrong. She turned back towards the way she had came.

James started shifting beneath the bully. "I said get off." his voice dropping and getting gruffer. He attempted to bite the bullies leg with no avail. He got muzzled for his attempt. "Which team you on?" he tried to say, shifting back to human, and getting the wretched thing off.

She then walked towards the way she had came.

Dzvezdas footing shifted. She wanted to go help James as she could hear him in the distanc but knew that leaving the flag unguarded was dangerous. She reluctantly stayed there. Her grip tightened around the hilt of her sword. She narrowed her eyes and looked about the surrounding areas for signs of a threat.