Bearclaw Valley Defiant to the end

Did not realize it was my turn. Evien left in their last post, so going on with Revui. Didn't do a roll since Valour is escaping!

There would be no escaping from Revui's rage; it had been ignited that day in the pit, and was stoked with every injustice he experienced from the Nightwalkers through to his troubles with his own family, and now with Valour right here before him, he burned internally with the white hot wrath. He felt the warmth of blood being shed down his chest but gave the wound little focus; it hurt, it would continue to hurt and to leak, but the beastly man dismissed all of that in lieu of his anger.

What fool this boy was. To come here with insufficient back up was one thing, but really to come here at all and expect them to sit calmly by while he trespassed - and then to confront Merrick! Valour might try to escape but he was only one wolf; a young wolf, regardless of his experience and strength, which was no match for the horde of loyal valley wolves. Revui watched him try to take flight away from them and lurched after him, his steps like the pounding of war drums while he threw himself in pursuit.

You all aren't shit, the child spat in haste, trying to have the last word. That was fine for Revui. He was wasting his breath and his time. The only thing that would stop Revui in his chase - and subsequent hunt - would be Merrick's order to hold back or step down, which was not forthcoming. Instead the bruin-witch surged forth with Toad on the other side, all gnashing teeth and intent to catch and kill the trespasser yearling.