choice kingdom

Caiaphas toppled the coyote and began distracting him by mangling his hind leg, and Greyjoy took his chance. He sprung forward to place one big paw on the coyote's shoulder, and the other on his skull. With a growl of fury, he snapped the creature's neck with a quick, powerful bite to its neck.

The fight died with that moment. Greyjoy stepped back from it, glad of his ability to protect and serve. This was his duty and he was glad to do it. Though the coyote had done nothing wrong at that point, he knew that if he let the thing live, Caiaphas would never forget it. If anything else slipped into their borders, he would be to blame. To curtail that, he simply did what he must to protect his home.

Greyjoy looked at Caiaphas, his breaths coming in strong gasps, as he calmed after the fight. "What shall we do with it?" he asked quietly, wanting to know her mind. He thought perhaps taking it up the cliff to leave as a warning would be sufficient, but if she had something else in mind, he would hasten to her bidding.