Bearclaw Valley Friends, or Foes?

teeth and clash,
bone studs snapping and tearing tufts of fur from maimed flesh,
merrick's old scars opened upon his lips; her blood mingled with that smearing his own mouth —
he returned to himself and blinked. skoll and toad lunged after the intruding she-wolf.
merrick blinked.
ribcage shuddered with breath, and then he was turning back, sweeping immediately grim-eyed and silent and bloodstained to hover with eldritch focus beside his blackbird. 
the single eye did not move from aventus.