Rising Sun Valley before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves

the wolf sprang at shardul; he rejoiced inwardly. white teeth flashed, scoring long cuts across the broad expanse of his snarl-wrinkled muzzle - the cat growled savagely and raised a wide paw to thrust luke aside with a heavy blow. he circled 'round once the wolf had been thrown some feet, blood dripping horridly from his lips and the edges of his mouth -- then again! he sprang! lunging to bury his fangs into the very meat of the pale one's shoulder.