Greatwater Lake rattle

@Crescendo ;)

He had left as soon as Bazi had promised to make her way to the boys for a distraction. His hefty paws moved with a ferocity that was spurned only further by the simple fact that the pack's world had quickly been crashing down around them -- and this was the final straw that would finally bring him to full action. With Paar's assumed death, Shadow snaking around their territory, the distinct and revolting scent of wet dog and Blackfeather Woods constant attention, Scimitar had hit the brink of rage with no return.

His strides were lengthy, and while the journey was longer, he arrived to the 'scene of the crime.' He could scent Bazi here.. and the stench of Blackfeather Woods. With his lips curling back to flash a snarl, the male lowered his nose, beginning to trail the scent of the swarthy wolf who had laid paw to his queen.