Strike deep

Two Face wondered if he was part oracle when Koontz took notice of his wounds. He felt chills run down his spine as she looked over his injuries, he didn't know if they came from her icy stare or the fear of what questions might be running through her mind.   Two Face snapped back to reality when Koontz began firing questions at him. her eyes were a mix of fire and ice, Two Face could almost see smoke escaping her mouth as she asked who injured him, and why he hadn't said anything. Koontz's tone caused Two Face's tail to become nestled between his legs and head seemed to lower of its own accord. He couldn't really say if it was embarrassment at his defeat that made him hold his tongue,or fear that telling Koontz might send her off to avenge him. The last thing he wanted was for any of his pack mates, especially his alpha to be injured because of him.   His hesitance to answer her wasn't going to make Koontz forget the question, so Two Face did what he always did in uncomfortable situations ... he barrelled in head first. " I was just journeying, looking for pack prospects when i happened upon him.I don't know who he was, he never gave me his name, he just seemed annoyed by life and my presence. I do know what he looks like though, an old white wolf with blood caked in his fur, I stumbled upon him mumbling to some one named Sos. So I asked if that was his name, but speaking the name Sos angered him enough to cause him to attack me."   Two Face found the courage to raise his head, he stared in to Koontz's eyes with a resolute expression. " And I meant no disrespect in failing to inform you Koontz, but I didn't want to risk you heading off to get revenge, I didn't want anyone getting hurt because my diplomacy skills failed." Two Face swallowed hard, and found himself staring at the ground as he awaited the tongue lashing that was surely coming. he would soldier through the scolding, but he hoped he didn't lose his windwalker title, or the respect of Koontz.