Chimera Fields Drawn beyond the lines of reason

He had loomed closer, then finished the distance once it seemed nothing would really come of it here and now--the pair made their retreat, leaving with that said. One last glance to Dirge then Arcturus went to confirm that they were not going to rush for the offensive over it. Jarilo scarcely knew what he had come upon, really. Was it something they ought to get tangled in? It all seemed awfully suspect to him, and to have no bloodshed over it just made it a nuisance then. He lashed his tail and stepped closer to the agouti alpha.

Following after Arcturus, and now looking upon the fallen wolfess in full, he narrowed his eyes over her fresh, angry wounds. Do you know where she's from? Looks bad, he offered his opinion as had circled around her opposite his brother, and nudged her with a snout to see how responsive she was anyway. Who they hell even were they..? he lifted and jerked his snout in the direction they had gone, scowling in distaste. No stranger to violence and its likes, their willingness to admit such a mistake to strangers such as them bothered him. The was going on out here to have them mistake her for.. whoever else? None of it sat well and he wanted to get Hydra's thoughts on the matter soon, as default to help round his own back out.

After the call for Lyra, Jarilo concentrated briefly on watching her breath. Slow, but present. Best bet is closer to the mountain.. Anything Lyra has to help with is there, anyway, he sighed, again, but different that time because he didn't really like the sounds of any of it honestly. This one he left up to Dirge and Arcturus. They were not a sanctuary in practice, and he definitely didn't know this girl--but they had the resources, it was after a fruitful summer, and maybe she needed a safe landing? Still.. on principle, he felt they shouldn't just ditch her, unless they knew where to take her instead.