Noctisardor Bypass p[r]imavaera

nose deep in the dirt, val only had time to register the crunch of gravel underfoot before an eruption of fighting occurred.

his ears pinned as he tried to collect the scene: two wolves entangling. one his packmate, the other the color of grey gristle, of only one eye, coming down upon stryx with the most hellbent expression val had ever seen in a wolf.

not laurel - that's all he had time to confirm.

he nearly quailed, but something guided him forward. "HEY!" he bellowed, feeling his fur bristle out. he lunged after the tangled pair, teeth snapping at nothing in particular, just trying to distract the she-beast so stryx could get to her feet and either fight back (why wasn't she fighting back?!) or run.