Nocturne Summit BWP3: PREY OPPORTUNITY

Althaia noticed the flying wolf a little late. 
She looked up as the blur of black finally caught her attention, eyes widening as the midnight coated one launched straight at one of the goats, smashing into it instead of the rocks below. Sadly for him, however, he dislodged the goat, which in turn begun to roll toward the wolves of the pack. The one with the pelt of flaming read rushed to the other, and Althaia watched as she climbed the treacherous rocks to tend to the crazy one.

Thanks to the actions of said crazed wolf, Moonspear now had a nice bit of prey rolling toward them. Althaia glanced at Charon, instinct wanting to rush at the thing and bury her fangs in it. A number of factors prevented that from happening, so she simply stood behind Charon, willing to follow any instructions he gave. She did hope there would be some goat left for her skeletal form.