Neverwinter Forest run as fast as you can

When Viinturuth felt his fangs connect with flesh and fur, he let his jaws clamp down. The dark female snarled and, bracing himself, Viin fully expected her to swing around and attempt to bite back. Instead, she simply tried to free herself, but the force of Scimitar's slam forced her sideways and she gasped at the force of breath being knocked from her. Still clinging to her hindquarters, the swarthy brute yanked his head to the side as Hawkeye tried to find her feet once more, but her struggles and the tearing of her hide made her slip free of his grasp.

Blood stained his muzzle, and as he parted his jaws to reveal his teeth once more in a vicious, glistening red snarl. Face-to-face again, the wounded Plateau wolf's breaths were laboured as she back-pedaled from her attackers, and Viin made to sweep forward and not leave much distance between them. It was then that the she-wolf issued a warning, that apparently the Neverwinter males would regret their actions, and Viin ignored the threat.

She bolted from the scene, leaving droplets of her blood on the snow and, determined to further shame her and see her clear of the borders, Viinturuth followed her closely. Only when the offending wolfess was beyond the territory outskirts did he ease to a halt to observe her retreat and, when she was gone, turned his crown to look upon his tawny pack-mate (assuming he followed too, derp - if not, assume that Viin returned to Scimitar). "Well, that was..." he paused, licking blood from his jowls. "Interesting."