Stone Circle he is without a heart

To the elder's surprise—no one had heeded his command.

Bodies flocked to the fray more and more, their masses joining the endless clash of fangs and cries, and he, a man whose power was everything, felt somewhat lost. His head turned frantically as he searched for his wolves—his son—his mate. Valette had been behind him, and as he took a step back he felt himself shoved away from her.  He couldn't get to his son in time.

A figure clocked in black, swift as a magpie caught his eye, and as he attempted to side step Astara he felt the heat of her sting upon his jaw. Teeth sharp as needles pieced his skin, parting fur and slicing through meat upon reopening the scarred wound on his face. Greyback hissed.

Throwing a giantic paw up, he attempted to detach the wretch from him with fury. "What is the meaning of this?" he roared once more, "We did not send an order to hurt your wolves!"

A groan slipped through his lips as he once more felt jaws clench, this time upon one of his shoulders, and teetering from the weight of them, the man staggered to the side. He abandoned trying to detatch the female, and instead shot his paw out to knock at the other, bowling them over with force. "Let us talk this out, there is no need for fighting." he pleaded.

Greyback attacking Merrick, dealing 3 damage as per dice roll. So far he has taken 9 damage from Astara and Merrick!
Health: 41