The Tangle BWP3: PREY OPPORTUNITY

It was only then did Teagan realise how long it'd been since he had last hunted in a group, with a pack. Most of the time, he hunted with a partner, or by himself, resulting usually in a diet of small prey such as rabbits, squirrels, rodents and fish. The idea of a buck appealed to the coywolf greatly, causing him to lick his lips in anticipation for the meat. He did not doubt his packmates's abilities to take down this buck, especially since Warbone appeared to be an experienced savage hunting machine. No, it did not seem like failure was even an option to choose from this time.

So, with eyes glittering in careful anticipation, Teag followed his king's commands, surrounding the creature and sure enough, Arkham ended the buck's life and began feasting on the meat without hesitation as life left the deer's gaze. Now, Teag waited for his king to eat his fill before eating himsself but before even that happened, the sea witch came forward and acted as if that was her honor, growls and snarls rumbling from her chest.

Without hesitating so much as a second, a rumbling growl erupted from Teagan's throat and narrowing his green eyes, he stepped forward beside his packmates, ears sliding back against his fiery cranium. Noting Slancio circling the corpse, he took a step forward towards him, eyes glittering with suppresed fury as he snapped at him, teeth showing, warning him off. They might be friends, sort of, but pack came first. At least, as of currently. If Slancio or the sea witch dare confront them, with a signal from Warbone, he would not hesitate to attack, despite on of them being a friend.

Perhaps right now, he was more loyal to the Keep than he thought but, as he smiled grimly in his head, all he was in the end was a wild card.