Swiftcurrent Creek nightmares on wax

In the chaos of it all, nobody noticed Killick's plight - or if they did, he was expendable. Neither Fox nor Bones piped up, and Bazi took that as permission to end the cretin's life. She did so calmly, shredding his throat with swift, merciful bites, as if he was prey - the opposite of Jace's passionate bloodlust. The albino tensed and whined, but passed out when his blood pressure dropped suddenly and died shortly after.

Dazed and bloodied, Bazi followed Fox and the others as far as the pull of the Creek would allow. They ran for what seemed like hours, stopping only when their paws ached and distance threatened to leave their territory unprotected. A long, mournful howl floated through the air, but Bazi barely heard it. The shock of murdering someone so easily had numbed her, and it would not be until hours later that the pale Gamma worked out what to think - what to feel. Whatever their alpha thought of what had just happened, the thoughts weren't pleasant.

"Jace -" Bazi said in a placid, honey-soft voice that stood in stark contrast to the blood that covered every inch of her face and chest. "Come. Let's arrange the bodies on the border, like the coyotes."

Assuming he would follow, she loped gently back to the kill-site.