Haunted Wood The sun also rises

Everything moved so swiftly. Germanicus barked an order to the crimson-clad wolf. The way that the soldier moved in the face of chaos was in itself something to marvel at. 

Even when fear threatened to overtake Crowfeather, he steadied himself with a glance to the older man. There were four of them, not two, and the dark wolf realized that they just might find success. 

Darting behind the red male, Crowfeather snapped his teeth and yipped at the elk. He watched as her eyes flashed to him and she aimed a fierce swipe of her hoof at his narrow skull.