With the sound of the alarms, the demon fellowship would come up to see what the cause was. Sylvia was ready to fight with weapons prepared for her in advance by Evelyn, who would move high up on the mast to focus on attacking from above. Her battle station for terms of simplicity, were a very nice bow and arrow borrowed from August's hold. While she couldn't do much until they were in range, it was a good advantage to have in battle when everyone else was focused on the pirates on deck. Meanwhile, Evelyn would simply skip on over to August with her hands behind her back in that innocent child-like way she always behaved. "What's going on cap-cappy? You're not planning on taking them down are you? I don't think the wolves would take too kindly to that." At her side, a very anxious Nuahki was wagging her tail and whimpered slightly until Evelyn moved her hand down to rub the fur on her head. She calmed down a little but was still nervous about getting into battle for she hated seeing her master fight when she didn't need to. Loyal to a fault, that wolf would fight for her until she gave her last breath. And even though The August Rain was ready for battle, the wolf ship in the distance did not attack. They did however approach, quickly for that matter. While they didn't appear to be in any sort of ramming course, they would start to make themselves closer and closer to the pirates. Their guns were just as ready to fire and all the wolves on board were armed with pistols, rifles/muskets, and blades of all shapes and sizes. If August gave the order, hell would follow. Not only were these men taller than every single person on August's ship, they'd all taken that half form which allowed them to look and attack life a wolf while also being conscious enough to hold weapons. They would not go down easy. So long as August didn't attack though, the ship would get closer and closer nearly to shouting range if it was allowed. It was like they were acting more like an escort than an enemy. But before they even reached that range two more ships would approach from the other side and also come up alongside the pirate vessel. Nuahki's fur was standing straight up while they waited for the inevitable sound of cannon fire to cross them. But it never came. When the ships got close enough, Sylvia knocked an arrow and was ready to take one of the captain's down, yet...they were at a stalemate. The only one who didn't seem bothered was Evelyn who was taking in every detail of the wolves like she'd never seen one before in her life. Eventually, land would start to appear ahead of them, guided by the three fleet wolf welcome party. They didn't really seem able to turn back now, which could be a problem. But this is where they wanted to go, and the wolves who still had said nothing to August or his crew, were currently leading them towards. Once close enough, they'd break away and make a sort of barrier before turning back out to sea. They had to make sure the pirates actually docked first. A nasty surprise would be waiting for them at the port though. A whole host of wolves armed once more to the teeth were waiting. They assisted tying the ship in, but as the ramps were made to board, the wolves would start to head up them with their sabers and guns pointed at the crew. Two of them in particular however seemed more intelligent than the rest of the pack who looked more brawn than brains. Both of them had black fur but one had blue tribal tattoos lining the hair while the other had red ones in the same fashion. "Surrender your weapons," the leader with the red tattoos would call out. "You are now property of the Wolf Queen."