Blackfeather Woods the green mile

he expected the male to protest his presence -- but it was relmyna that came after him, white-hot and wild. his frame jolted and the she-wolf, burgeoned by instinct to eliminate any threat to her brood, had found him. he had only managed to turn away as her teeth sunk into his hips -- with a snarl he pulled back his lips and pressed forward, clawing his way out of the den in time for kove's blows to assail him.

knocked aside by the impact he lost his footing and stumbled, fear gripping the tattered recesses of his filthy heart. a second set of fangs pressed into him, this time by kove -- a neat, black-blooded gash rising from his stifle.

iliksis labored to break into a flat gallop, feeling searing pain fall down his leg with each step. he would try to flee, to escape them -- knowing full well he would be back should he manage to somehow evade death this day.