flesh of the servant, willingly sacrificed
you will revive your master
blood of the enemy, forcibly taken
[size=3]you will resurrect your foe[/size]
She had yet to move from where she was standing, holding her prize firmly within her strong jaws. Her gaze shifted between the child and the unconscious wolf that she was only half certain that she knew him but not entirely because his scent wasn’t nearly as strong as when she had first met him. If this male was who she thought it was, he was a follower of Sos and for that reason alone she was not turning to just leave the beast to his death.
The large beast of a woman was about to set down her prized kill when the sound of another approaching caused her to continue to hold tightly to her kill. Icy eyes narrowed into glaring slits at the sight of the woman carrying herself assertively. In return, Aguta pulled herself up to her full height and brought her tail up over her back. It was an automatic reaction, really. She really had come a long way from being the female that submitted to damn near everyone to who she was now.
Icy glare whipped in the direction of the child when she suddenly took off. A sound escaped from Aguta that was a cross between a grunt and a snort, muffled only slightly by the carcass in her jaws. Only when the child was long gone did she divert her attention fully back to the other female and the male beast on the brink of death. Lowering her head toward her paws, she released her hold on the half grown fawn that she’d killed for her cousin but gave a faint warning growl as she did so. Her warning growl was to make it perfectly clear that the carcass was meant for another. Tilting her head, slightly, she motioned to the male while keeping her eyes on the female. What can I do to help? was her silent question.