Blacktail Deer Plateau air-head

alrighty!!
also M for language

Fueled by the burning hatred in his insides he began to run, flashing through the bushes and undergrowth like a furious lighting of silver driven with the sole purpose of unraveling his wrath upon her. If he had found her, which luckily for her he didn't, he would have showered the suicidal attention-whore her well deserved portion of ofensive words.

It was about damn time she was brought down of her pedestal --- she might've had his daddy be the chief once, but now his word was poweless, let alone worthless to the Plateu wolves. If she wanted to go play princess then she'd have to go to the her daddy's new pack. She was nothing but an ordinary, screwed-up juvenile here, one that the also screwed-up Finn would not tolerate any longer.

His mind was too caught up finding new curse words to dedicate to the teen that he almost didn't notice how close he was of trampling the wrong guy. He swerved abruptly, jerking himself off the collision route he was headed for just in time. With a sharp turn of his head he brought himself to look at Koda unable to extinguish the fire burning on his eyes, he tried to at least calm himself enough to articulate an answer.

She's gone because the idiot fuck of Junior had a tantrum he growled, his lips curling back unvoluntarily as he spoke of the occurance. Finley's health was put at stake by a suicidal teen's judgement! he snarled, feeling the temperature of his body rise. He was no longer a rabid bear, or a train speeding recklessly on the rails.
He was an angry volcano about to explode.