i ate his liver

Sorry for the delay. Been busy!

Viggo watched intently as the two ladies went at each other. He feared for a moment that his leader would falter, but she reigned supreme in the end. A sigh of relief came from him when she finally asserted herself over the writhing white bitch, and Viggo relaxed. There was no doubt that Ptarmigan was the winner, although she had taken more damage than her younger rival. He flashed a glance to those who stood on the other side, but made no move toward them.

Only when the rightful queen turned to him did he advance, and he only moved toward her. She was hurt, rather badly, and he was already eager to help her rest and recover from the battle. With an affectionate nudge to her shoulder, Viggo came to her side and began to escort her away from the battle scene.