The Sentinels A Shadow in the Moonlight.

A target as black as the clouds above had suddenly burst forward with the thunder at their heels, and with the quick spring of his step the white wolf sprung forward himself with eyes momentarily wide-- Kali would land against the ground and not be met by fangs in the din of the weather. Spinning quickly about with a lash of water spiralling in the air, Akai stood with his legs spred apart and the hare dangling from his teeth, eyes narrowed as gold met gold--

-- His expression would not betray his sudden alarm.

This was a child. No doubt, the size of the she-wolfs paws and the stoutness of her muzzle were the telltale signs of a wolf that had not yet reached maturity. Immediately his heart bled, oh, what if this was Minah? What if this one was just like his girl, alone and starved and shivering in the dirt...? Emotions made his heart beat fast, unfaltering in the waves of water above as the trees began to creek louder above the two with the renewed strength of the wind... and ever so quietly came the half-slanting of his thick ears, tail raised at half-mast. A silent challenge. Akai did not run, he made no sounds, and the strange male would not even drop his catch as he felt the mud trickle thickly betwixt the clefts of his paws.

If Kali wanted it... she would have to come get it.