the earth lumbers on

Watch me get killed first, trolololo~ >_> edit: HI LEON... we shadow posted one another crap.

His companions no more joined him at the trail when a figure came emerging from the snowy tundra beyond them. A bemused expression crested across Twister's face briefly as the wolf snarled at them, but the feral creature stayed back beyond arm's length. The split second he didn't move to engage was exactly when the rallying call went up. The former military dog didn't need words of encouragement, let alone any more of a suggestion to get a move on. He charged in, taking advantage of the fact that the wolf was outnumbered three to one. The consideration that his companions would not have wanted to start a fight didn't occur to him — they were fighting a new war of their own.

Like a missile bound for a white hot target, the malinois swooped in to take on the burly wolf. His strike was bound to be precise and deadly, inhabiting the strength and the anger he had carried pent up for lengths untold. Jaws parted, Twister aimed his strike for the scruff of the wolf, wanting to thrust him down to the cold, hard ground. Perhaps they wouldn't be digging up their leftovers after all. Perhaps their hunger would drive them to dine on something a little fresher.

Time was not on their side however, and the wolf arriving in his peripheral was not seen.