The Tangle BWP3: PREY OPPORTUNITY

Trick had noticed the cries of confusion already and was now looking for a nice spot to watch this event unfold. He knew that there were pack nearby that of his own, knew that with this whole plague thing things would get awfully nasty when it came to food and also knew Warbone wouldn't back down from a fight. He was wise, yet stoic and a true brute. Trick was almost the total opposite of him, except from the wise trait. 

But when the howl of an unknown wolf rang through the air, followed by one he did recognize, he knew it was war! He stormed down from a rock he was sitting on to join Warbone. He sprinted the way he liked it, fast and agile, like a rabbit running away from a bear's claws.

He barely panted when the familiar sight of the copper brute came into sight and he slowed down, stopping a fair distance away. Tail low, eyes on his body, he bowed. Came as fast as I could, is there trouble, my king? He called out.