Shadowwyn Moor Where Oh Where, Art Thou

Lennon was beginning to panic, with no sign of Korei, and no report from Alarian he began to fear he’d lost both of them. He realized how irrationally it was, he hadn’t been searching for very long, and Alarian definitely wasn’t getting lost with his proven sense of direction. It was only until the loud growls remenating from the distance did fear finally sink into his chest. With no thought, the tall wolf trotted as quickly as possible, for if what he believed what was behind those snarls were true he’d be needing his fourth leg. 

It wasn’t much longer until his eyes fixated upon a glowing white coat, and at first he mistook the pelt to be Korei’s. He would soon realize his fault when recognizing the build of the silhouette. Then, the petite figure of Alarian became clear under the hulking male, ripping at the strangers neck. 

Not this bullshit, again. It was plain to see the three will never be leaving the others out of sight, their consequences far too high.His heart beat out of his chest, pupils contracting as he prepared for another brawl. Shining white teeth bared, instinct had completely taken control over the male’s mind, he only wished to remove the pale attacker from his friend before getting the hell out. No longer dwelling on his disabled leg and dashing forward with unmatched speed. 

A mahogany blur, before pummeling forward onto his, apparently now, adversary. Violently clamping his teeth towards the foe, attempting to grip at any flesh available and remove it from its owner.