i ate his liver

As the battle came to a close, Andrus turned his full attention back to the men at their defeated leader's sides. They were both clearly agitated, and also yet unpredictable. If the pale whelp fell, would they rise to her defense and win this battle for her? Or if Ptarmigan was the one to fail, how quickly would they be lunging in to help the young bitch finish her? Fortunately, the two older men made the wisest choice and stayed back as Cara succumbed to the black wolf's power.

Andrus growled his approval of the transaction, finally moving only at Ptarmigan's summons. It was Viggo who stepped up to help the woman leave, and Andrus who stood behind dominantly staring at the remaining three to make sure they would keep themselves in line until his employer was safely away. Finally satisfied as none made a move and Ptarmigan had passed, he gave the Spine wolves one last empty stare before turning and following the only leaders in this pack that he had any intention of recognizing.

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