Emberwood i wanna be anywhere but here, always

The connection was jarring, but Evien regained his bearings quickly enough to shove his face deep into silver fur and wipe the foul-smelling corpse water onto the wolf who'd put it on him to begin with. Pride and satisfaction welled into his chest, and he did find that he was laughing. Odd. There were so many emotions warring inside him - disgust, for starters. Anger. And now he was almost having fun.

But not for long. 

Teeth caught in his scruff and suddenly Evien was being lifted like he weighed nothing. The brown wolf probably should have been scared, but really, Evie was just angrier. A furious screech escaped him and he struggled, muddled paws waving in the air. "Put me the fuck down! They've gotta pay for what they did!" he shouted at the big wolf that was holding him. "Seriously! Who throws a dead body at someone?!" That was directed more at the silver wolf, but it was also more a theoretical question. Perhaps only god knew the answers, if there was one.