Bearclaw Valley They don’t get the context ‘cause it’s too complex

Evien was not trained. Could not match up with wolves that were. But he served his purpose here - distracting and keeping his packmates from becoming outnumbered. 

His tongue was swollen and painful in his mouth. Derg knocked him off, and sprinted away, and there was really no need to give chase.

Astara and Toad would likely do that.

Evien growled and spit out a mouthful of blood, ears pressed back to his skull. He wouldn't be fast enough to catch up with them, so he'd stay at the border, bristling and defensive, until his packmates returned.