Ever since the attack on Potema, Ohen had been searching for Lusa. He had a feeling she knew something he didn't, and he was about to find out what it was. He would stop at nothing to find out who had injured the white princess, because he did not see Potema lying there with a torn out eye, he saw his sister Bassilth. Ohen cursed out loud, realizing that this was all a sign. A sign from the Old Gods. He had betrayed them and put is faith in others, and now the Gods were showing him what happens to those that do not worship them. Ohen thought that since Potema looked like Bassilth, this was his warning. If he continued to not worship the Old Gods they would bring pain to Bassilth next.

The ebony male was so desperate to know the information Lusa had. There was no scent on Potema meaning it had to be a God to cause her harm, but if Lusa was the one to injure the pale female then Ohen would finally know if it was a sign or not. Even if Lusa was not the one to cause harm to the pale youngster, it did not matter. All that matter was if a God tore Potema's eye, or if a mortal wolf did. However what the ebony male feared most was if it was a combination of both. If a God had gotten inside the head of a wolf and caused harm to the white wolfess. Then Ohen wouldn't know what to do.

  She tried to close her eyes, but the vision off the pup's eye gorged out flashed in her mind. And the image off Grimnir leaving the limp body haunted her. And she was the only other one who knew about it. Knew who had committed the crime. And that was the soul reason for isolating herself from the rest of the Pack, and especially Grim. It pained her to know that she had been avoiding him, but she couldn't confront him. Not now. Not after what she'd seen. And the girl couldn't see the others either. All eyes were on her after the incident. She was the first one there after all. And it had angered he to know that she was practically covering for her mate. Because I love him. I don't want to see him leave. Everything was so confusing.

 The sound of footsteps made her jump. And the familiar dark pelt of Ohen made her even more uneasy. Surely he would think that the dark star committed the crime. "What do you want Ohen?" she sighed, drained from the drama.

He had finally found the dark female, and a low growl rumbled through Ohen's chest. He bared his teeth and charged at Lusa. He would save the talking for later, and for now he focused on bringing pain to midnight wolfess. He figured if he made her suffer now, she would tell him who injured Potema quicker. Ohen aimed for her shoulder, hoping to sink his teeth into her flesh and stain her dark pelt with blood. He needed to know who had made the pale female lose her eye, and if his sister was in danger.

Ohen wasn't entirely sure if Lusa was the one to hurt Potema, but he still had a feeling in his gut that she knew who did bring on the white wolfess's pain. He would torture Lusa day and night until he found out the truth, and wasn't worried about the consequences that could fall on him for injuring a pack mate. The ebony male had a slight feeling that Meldresi would actually be glad he discovered the truth, but in all honesty Ohen was no doing this for his alpha, but instead for himself.

  A growl erupted from the dark male's throat. Then he lunged at her. She tried dodging, but the male's teeth had already sunk into her shoulder. She yelped in pain, but was quick to jerk her forepaw out, clawing down onto his eye. It was a specialty of hers. Temporarily blinded the opponent.

 She ripped her shoulder from his jaws, making some of her flesh come with him. But it didn't matter. She went on top of him, grabbing his neck as hard as she possibly could, attempting to roll him. This would make her a bit exhausted, but it will deal the same damage to him as well. 

Ohen felt as his teeth ripped into the flesh of his opponent. He smiled while he clung to her shoulder, and tasted the blood in his mouth. Unfortunately it wouldn't last and he soon felt a pain in his eye. He kept his jaw locked on Lusa's shoulder, but she ripped away from his grasp leaving some of her flesh behind in the dark male's jaw. Ohen thought for a moment and knew how some wolves liked to leave marks on their victims, and what Lusa just did to his eye made the ebony male believe she was the one to injure Potema. Lusa left her mark on the white youngster and now she just tried to leave it on Ohen. He believed that Lusa's mark was injuring a wolf's eye.

As Lusa grabbed onto his neck anger, and adrenaline, shot through Ohen. He somehow ended up rolling, but quickly recovered himself and tried to snap at Lusa's leg. Blood went flying everywhere, but not because he had connected with the dark female's leg, but because he still had her blood in his mouth from when he hit her shoulder. Ohen continued to snap at his opponent's leg hoping to break it in his jaws, that way she couldn't escape the pain he would bring to her.

  A familiar blossom of pain shot through her leg, making her wince. And then the jaws went up and down. One. Two. Three. Four. The pain was unreal. It made a fire burst in her heart and the flames spread through her veins. She swiftly dipped down, jaws aiming for the boy's snout. She would make him bleed out. Make him feel what pain. As much it would take to leave her be.