Bucky, Natasha and Clint all shifted when close to the tree line.

Bucky shifted Into that of a large, black wolf with a metal leg. Clint turned Into his grey-brown timber wolf and Natasha shifted Into her ginger-red wolf shift.

Clint shook his fur out, "Why send us out now? Why not later?" He huffed. Bucky turned his head to look at him. "Because If rogues get used to the routine, they can outsmart us." He pointed out, flicking his tail. Natasha rolled her eyes at their bickering. "The only rogue we've had come around Is you, now come on."

The she wolf then bolted ahead of them, focused on the trails as they ventured deeper Into their forest territory. Bucky and Clint quickly trailed after her, keeping alert.

Natasha was In the zone, focused to the point she didn't realize the trap out of place. Her left paw laid on the ground softly. The bear trap snapped shut around her foreleg and the she wolf struggled to hold back a whine of pain.

Clint tilted his head, staying alert In case of possible rogues around. Bucky trotted forwards, sniffing at the trap. It smelt of their pack. "What's this doing here?" He questioned, looking to Clint out of the corner of his eye. "Its out of place, that trap shouldn't be there." Clint explained calmly, hackles raising. "It smells only of our pack." Bucky sighed, quickly thinking of a plan. "Clint, run back to the compound. Get Steve. Howling will only alert any possible Intruders of our presence." He ordered.

Clint hesitated for a second, but nodded his head. Spinning around, the timber wolf darted off back Into the dense forest. Heading back towards the compound.

Bucky stood at Natasha's side, as protection. Natasha sniffed the air. It was clear, only their pack scent.

Clint ran up the hill, not even caring to shift forms. The timber wolf skidded Into the common room, struggling to get a grip on the hardwood flooring.

Steve stood up abruptly at the male's panicked entrance. He approached the wolf. "What happened?" He demanded. Clint, knowing he couldn't communicate verbally, decided to play a game of charades. He lifted his left front paw and proceeded to snap his jaws shut around It. Steve seemed to understand his message because the alpha ran towards the back door, shifting mid run.

Clint spun on the flooring, sprinting after the golden blond wolf. Heading for the south border where Bucky and Natasha were.

Steve padded up to the two, ears up and alert, fur bristling. "What happened?" He questioned sternly, looking around for something to open the trap with. "Trap was out of place." Bucky answered. "No signs of rogues, just our pack." Clint panted as he halted.

Steve grabbed a stick, he jammed It In between the teeth of the trap. Yanking It towards him, the trap yielded and opened after some effort. "You two help her back to the compound." He ordered, turning to spin around and run back towards the compound. Forcing down a growl.

Steve burst Into the lab, shifted back and dressed. "Stark!" He growled, anger rolling off of him.

Tony slowly turned around from where he was working. "Yes?" He cautiously asked, wondering If Steve was finally here to get him for his comment earlier. "Hall. Now." Said alpha snarled.

Tony shared a glance with Bruce, but stood up. The engineer started towards the door, following Steve out Into the hallway.

Steve had lead the beta male Into the board room, slamming the door shut behind them. He stared Tony down. "Did you move or reset any traps?" He spoke calmly, too calmly. "I reset some, but didn't move any... why?" He asked cautiously.

Steve took a dangerous step closer to the male. "Because there was a trap out of place, with no signs of Intruders, and Natasha got Injured. You were the one resetting traps." He snarled. The brunet averted his eyes. Biting back a whimper, the last thing he ever wanted to do was hurt Natasha. "Shit.. I must've accidentally moved one." The beta muttered, keeping his eyes down and away from Steve's hard, Icy glare.

Steve fought down the urge to slap the male across the face. "Do not be so reckless, like you usually are, Stark." He snarled the name, waving him off. "They'll be back any minute now." He Informed. "Oh, and when I tell you to do something, do It right for once." He growled.

Tony turned, making his way quickly out of the room to get away from Steve's anger.

Bucky and Clint stood at either side of Natasha, helping the she wolf back to the compound. Natasha leaned on Clint, limping as she kept her left foreleg up.

When the three got back to the compound, Bruce quickly got Natasha to the medical wing. Bucky and Clint shifted back and headed Inside, to get further orders from Steve.

Tony headed down to the medical wing to check on Natasha. Upon entering, he smiled sheepishly at Natasha. "Sorry, the trap was my fault.. I must have moved It by accident." He apologized, rubbing the back of his neck.

Natasha gave him a soft smile, wincing as Bruce treated her wound. "It's not your fault, Tony. Don't blame yourself, okay?" She asked softly. Tony nodded, although he didn't feel as If her words were true.

Natasha grabbed his wrist with her right hand, dragging him down and pecking him on the lips. "I don't blame you, so do stop stressing." She said softly, but with a stern undertone to It. Tony sighed, giving her a small, unsure, smile.

Tony pulled away, smiling at Bruce as the male finished up his work. His phone vibrated In his pocket before ringing. He dug It out of his pocket, looking at the caller ID, he turned and walked away from the two. Answering It.

"Pepper?" Tony asked, placing a hand In his pocket.

"Tony? Have you looked at the news?" Came Pepper's voice, an undertone of fear and worry. "No, why?" Tony hummed, glancing at the wall as he thought over things. "There was.. an attack from rogues.. In Queens.." Pepper's voice shook. "N-Now I know you wouldn't do It.. you're not a rogue. Nor are you feral." She reassured him.

Tony hummed, letting her know he was still listening. He put his phone on speaker, playing around with his watch as he placed his phone on the closest table. He brought up the news on a hologram. His eyes widened at what he saw.

"Pep.. please tell me what I'm seeing Isn't true.." Tony whispered, loud enough for his former PA to hear. "An attack near Midtown high? Yeah.." Pepper trailed off, a shaky sigh escaping her.

"Tony, please.. please go check on Peter." Pepper pleaded.

A/N Oh dear, Is Peter okay? I sure hope so. Maybe the rogues didn't touch him. Guess we'll find out
Anyways,
Have a good day/night! <3