Silvertip Mountain look well, o wolves

sticking w the posting order referenced in mason's last post! <3

the woman he had wounded bounded toward him, but the others held back, looking to the pale brute for guidance. shardul's lips curled in a smirk around the boy's body; he hefted it higher in his grip and began to search about him for a series of clawholds. the panther would go where the insipid ones could never hope to follow, but for now he braced himself and lifted a broad paw to strike the charging wolfess down, meeting her war-cry with a bubbling growl of his own.

jaws tightened around the pup; his teeth did not break the skin, nor did shardul intend to wound the child, but merely to make him shriek in fear. perhaps the sound of his fear-scream would bind the wolves further to the earth.