The Heartwood Running down the halls

The situation might have been calm for the time being, but it wouldn't last. Revui had her scent; he was hungry for her blood in a way that would have made his grandfather proud, but perhaps frightened the rest of his family. He had been one of those beasts that intercepted the Blackfeather woman in the first place and now, desperate to prove he was a warrior and he was worthy of his place on the mountain, he was in hot pursuit.

He came thundering along Flicker's escape route without trying to hide his presence; there was almost no way the massive wolf could make himself stealthy, especially when he was gripped by this intense and feral aggression. He caught sight of two bodies together — and on first glance, Revui did not make a distinction between Flicker or Speedy, he saw them as two co-conspirators, two wolves of Blackfeather, which made the threat all that more palpable (and his triumph that much more praise-worthy once he routed them).

With a roar he descended upon the two wolves, barrelling towards them with as much ferocity as he had shown earlier upon first discovering the wayward Blackfeather woman. Except this time he had no backup, and he was snapping those alligator jaws indescriminately.