Moonspear don't you wish to purge your fears

The Alphas were quick to respond to Floki's plea, but ultimately it was Amekaze that reached the coyote first. Floki bore down on its body with his full weight, wrangling against it as it squirmed and tried to escape. It didn't stand a chance, however; with a few well-aimed snaps of Ame's teeth, it soon grew still, and with a ragged gasp of air into his lungs Floki stepped back.

He looked down at the bloody carcass and wrinkled his nose as Amekaze commented on its lack of edible meat. She was right; the coyote would provide a meal for no one, but at least it wouldn't be pilfering from their caches any longer. Floki stood still as he tried to catch his breath, his gaze shifting to Charon and watching curiously as he approached his co-Alpha.

His brows raised subtly as Charon reached out to care for the lacerations across Ame's face. There was a tenderness there beyond the partnership of leaders, and a small smile hinted at the corners of Floki's lips at the sight.