Redtail Rise shall we play a game with your heart?

For anyone reading, I have permission from Will to powerplay. Last post.

Strong forepaws pinned him down and Heron's amber eyes were locked on the pack wolf's chocolate face as he bared his fangs at him and snarled, saying that he had given Heron a chance to leave but he had chosen to route that involved blood. Of course he had chosen that path, it was the only path he had ever fucking known. But he did not say it out loud for fear of provoking the wolf to kill him earlier. In fact, he did not speak at all, allowing his silence to reply to the warrior's words.

Arion said something about justice of the gods, yada yada yada, the only part he actually listened and understood was the part about taking his life. No, his life had been too short and he had only just escaped, he would not die so soon after freedom was giving to him. But it seemed inevitable. No, a Bloodclaw wouldn't give in so easily.

As the chocolate wolf leaned in to tear his throat, Heron arched his back as much as possible and the brown wolf lost his balance and staggered backwards, leaving him free. "The name's Bloodclaw, Heron Bloodclaw and next time, servant, you shall not be so lucky." With blood spilling freely from various wounds on his body, the loner fled and ran and ran until he was sure he was safe.