Quickly, while you still can

@Finley *sadface* :) It's all good and yep, you guys skipped poor Mikael... Meanie poos!

Mikael watched the gaunt, twitching form of the coyote as the instructions were passed and a plan was hastily, but carefully, concocted. There was foam gathering at the edge of the coyote's muzzle, wide eyes that were filled with insanity and pain rolled in it's head and it seemed fit to dash forward at any moment, wreaking a terror upon them. If it bit any of them... Despite having two healers nearby, himself and Ashton, there would be very little they could do. Any animal, once rabid, had all their options narrowed down to two choices. You either died from the rabies, or your pack killed you where you lay.

It was the most humane option of any other.


He nodded to the instructions relayed to him and returned Tempest's soft gesture, allowing swift paws to carry him to his position, as he waited for the inevitable chase about to occur.