Blow me away

@Tomahawk if you don't mind making one last post I would like to finish this one for EXP

Lavakho engaged the attack on the intruder, and Rakharo just stood behind him with an agressive posture and dominant body language. His brother was an exelent warrior, some would even compare him to a bear for his strength and size, and Rakharo nwas lucky to have him as his Bloodfang.

Tomahawk admited that she should have called for aid sooner, But Rakharo didn't think it would have been necessary. The timing was perfect, no harm had been done to the land or the herds, and Tomahawk had not received a single scratch.

"You did well, Tomahawk." Rakharo conceded, and allowed the coyote to lick his chin respectfully. He usually called her Zafrak or simply coyote, but lately she had been a good servant, and the Khal was pleased with her.