Stone Circle I'm just so alone

His jaws were empty, void of warmth from The Witch between his teeth and tongue, and shaking his head the man sent her a well earned glare as he watched her continue her assault upon Derg.

Wolves danced him in the fury of chaos unknowing of the man. That was—until he heard a well sounded grunt from his son. Heart pounding within his chest, the man looked sideways in attempt to find him. To know his son was okay—his only living son. Luckily Greyback was spared from the sight of seeing West crumpled to the earth, and turning his attention back to Derg and the dark woman the man continued on without a fear.

The large man prowled around the duo, head kept low and he waited for an opening to strike. Astara was busy cutting into shoulder of the poor boy, and as Derg went to return a bite of his own, so did Greyback. The elder rushed forward with jaws open wide, teeth shining as he brought them down onto the small woman's neck—instantly latching into the fur and skin. If the woman was unable to worm out of his grip the man would pull, attempting to detatch her from Derg.