blooding the hounds of hell - round six

last round! Ending Saturday, September 19th.

battered though he was, lasher could still hear the rise and fall of their voices. he tried to hold onto the tendrils of his wife's tones, but delirium soon seized him, and he faded into black nothingness with only the faces of his children swimming before his mind's eye.

presumably under the watchful and worried gaze of his mate and his leader, taltos was borne back to the medicine den. the elk remained as it was; it would be retrieved after their beta had been settled, and the glossy stain of drying blood upon the grasses remained a testament to the double fatality that had nearly occurred here.