Sequoia Coast you're tearing me apart, lisa

should we have an unbiased party dice-roll for which group gets chased off, since Ingram retaliated?

captive to the chaos, there was no opportunity for Lycaon to lift his head and notice that several members of their jovial gathering had elected to take festivities elsewhere. the arrival of a het up Chusi also flew over his head as Artaax gnawed on it, ears seesawing in avoidance of the scapegrace’s unsparing teeth (at the cost of some gum tissue, which Artaax’s incisor caught and lanced in a successful attempt to send the Eyjolfur home blood-spattered). 

Lycaon had made no retaliative strikes, instead rowing against Furi’s initial onset with defensive posturing. behavior that wasn’t submissive in nature—he just didn’t regard the situation as one that necessitated aggressing on his behalf... yet. 

snout and cheek ruffs stippled pink from the blood gorging his jowls, he pushed through the brunt of Artaax’s jostling, tail clamped to his undersides to prevent any leverage it might have provided in hauling him back into the fray. however, Furi was quick to lunge after him; her intentions clearly more demanding of bloodlet, and he angled his shoulder to offset her impact with a severe tight-lipped snarl that commanded she back off. 

almost immediately Ingram set upon the foolhardy females, going for Furi first, and then Blixen— Lycaon heaved his body in front of Artaax, bidding to intercept any attempt from the hompleia in joining laying siege to his outnumbered brother.