Chimera Fields Drawn beyond the lines of reason

ah -- if arcturus was smart. he was not necessarily dumb, but he wasn't clever enough to not put himself in this situation. he didn't have much to reply with, for most of his normal cheek had been replaced with an undercurrent of panic.

oh thank god for reinforcements; arcturus was probably one second away from being killed by these warriors -- what was he thinking, standing up to them like that? no time for second guesses -- he puffed his chest as heard dirge's howl, nearby and coming closer.

if he was a more cocky individual, he would have smirked (not knowing how close his hide had been to becoming butchermeat) -- but arcturus wasn't necessarily cocky, and so, his gaze rested in horror on reiko. she was more than scuffed up -- the sight of her drew his blood to boiling, and he transfixed alison with a furious gaze.

before he could say much, dirge arrived -- jarilo a shadow tailing him; this bolstered the young beta's confidence, and so his tail flagged above his hips as he listened incredulously to the leviathan's meager explanation. who even mauled people like this? arcturus didn't have much time to ask that before the pair was off, though not before alison had delivered a look that could have beheaded him.

he watched them stiffly, and the second he could see them no longer he rushed to reiko. "holy shit," arcturus muttered, nudging her still form. "please wake up." looking to dirge and then jarilo helplessly, the beta's expression became one of worry. "i know her -- we sparred." it was a feeble explanation, but hopefully one that was strong enough to elicit help from his packmates; after all, she was not some random (and he her white knight) stranger to arcturus.