Moonspear Kings fight for empires, madmen for applause.

In that instant, somewhere, he realized Kukutux beside him and his teeth went seeking the intruder first, foremost. The outcomes of Hydra's dealings.. he knew that would play out as it must, with or without him or his interference. This much was what he could influence, and he drove the point home with his viciousness--one honed to a sharp point here, at home, beside his own. 

Wolfeater! a back-turned ear thought he caught, but he was too focused on dealing out what he could and minimizing damage back onto him until the stranger fled from their sights--and reach, entirely, hopefully with plenty to remember them by in the end. Over his strikes, his snarls, he knew others joined him in time and he intended to pursue until this was over with. Most likely, some fate had already been decided elsewhere, just behind him--and whether it was for the good of everything of his family or not, he could not yet say. Jarilo tried not to concern himself yet. Those pieces he could pick up later.