Times are gone for honest men

Her stance did not budge, even when he spoke of leaving. Victory, it was the one thing that played on her mind. She did not care of the opponents themselves, but that those who tried to defy the Brotherhood would always get put in their place. It was the game of life, and there was a minority for a reason. "Good choice," She returned, the malevolent gleam of prideful amusement did not leave her features. She had not thought the male would be such a threat as the pale one, but simply a follower in the wrong place and the wrong moralities. Loyalty was such a fickle thing. 

"You have five seconds, with or without her," Ah, the test. Call it sadistic, but she was turly curious to se how blindly loyal this wolf was to a stranger, or to save his own life instead. A lone would never risk their life for a pack wolf, he had to realise. Her upper lip quivered in a snarl, advancing forward to push the male farther away from the territory.

"One,"