Dragoncrest Cliffs I am holy now the water's hit me

Taax out!

Artaax paid little attention to the movements around the injured pair. He didn't know medicine and he didn't care to, so it didn't matter to him the specifics. He wanted to hear the command to go hunt the fuckers down and make them pay. That was what he waited for, and it was what he... nearly... received. In a way. There was hunting involved, but only for backup to help him secure the territory's perimeter. It would do. Plus, it was an order. So, he gave a nod of acceptance and turned away promptly, sending out a short call for Eske, Blixen and whoever else might be around to join him as he set off to the borders to guard his packmates' backs.