Redsand Canyon 'cause baby's got a black soul

Aquene came for him in quick motion, just as expected. Teeth aimed, pure of rage, and hit their mark. They sunk deep unto the flesh, forcing the beast to grit his own. A trickle of blood oozed, marking a line down the limb.

Dark eyes turned furiously. Now she'd pissed him off. 

No mercy. The voice screamed within his head, reminding him of the trail's way.

Saliva bubbled along his lips, foaming harshly. Virion's jaw expanded. Then his neck curled around her, teeth aiming to clamp upon her nape and tear her off.

Before it could then be processed if the attempt had succeeded, a second wolf flashed to view.

Well.. this was surely going to hell. The interception hadn't been foreseen so soon. Perhaps Ryzhov's assistance would be required after all.