Swiftcurrent Creek pack activity · fight or flight

Haunter's teeth found and long belly-fold of the large cat and he pulled severely, hearing flesh rip and feeling warm blood spray and ooze across his face and muzzle. He knew not who was tearing into the cougar's gullet alongside him, but there were two of them and they were smaller than himself. As the cat's body went soggy and then completely limp, Haunter lifted his bloodied skull and bore his teeth belatedly at the dying feline. He stepped back, glancing towards everyone else to assess the damage.

His own wounds were minimal—a few thin slashes on his right shoulder that he couldn't feel at the moment and would heal quickly in time—but Fox, as well as Njal (who he only knew as a patroller and Tuwawi's mate) had suffered severely at the cat's viciousness. Fox was now tearing into the cougar's already dead-throat, which normally Haunter may have seen as overkill, but he was too pumped up on adrenaline to notice detail or think about anything but his own rage.

The black phantom took this moment—filled with a self-possessed energy—to take off in a stiff, long-legged lope, and scout the immediate area for more trespassing predators. He wouldn't let another get the drop on any wolf of the Creek, which was his assumption since he had not been there to see Fox actually instigate the animal.