Sunbeam Lair Why are we tomorrow

Avannon kept her distance from the crowd gathering around the writhing mass that was Jolon, or at least what used to be the male. She sat down, her gaze watching as he begged for death, ears swiveled to pick up Asterr's Response. Her body tensed as she watched Ukko's response to Jolon's plea, saw the tension in his body as if braced to lunge. Her fur rose instinctively, for jolon was more of a family member to her than Ukko, seeing as she had just met the brute. Yet she allowed her fur to settle once more, excercising her control over her emotions. Standing up she crept forward, still remeaining a few feet away as she watched the interactions between the three dark furred wolves, Her eyes wary and her muscles stiff.