Legosa

The large, mix breed dog limped across the cold ground with a wrathful look playing upon his features. Blood stained his snowy pelt, telling of the fight he lost. He limped severely from an old injury that he had fatigued during the fight.

Exhuastion ended his stormy marsh across the rocky terra, and he plopped down morbidly near a cluster of rocks. Woe to anyone who cross his path!

Mitya

Bruja had watched the fight between him and Dathan from afar, she has fought back the thought to kill Dathan. Pearl pools glared at Legosa as he came and rested himself in the protection of the rocks. Banner was held high as she padded slowly towards him, she had trailed him from the packlands, always keeping out of sight and down-wind. Mitya's peds slowly brought her around a bush and threw to another, then from behind him she perked out her crania and glared down at him.

Legosa

His large ears turned back, catching sound of the other's foot-fall. In a snap he was snarling and on his feet, whirling around to see who it was. "Mitya." he said quietly, planing his ears to the side and letting his snarl die away as he realized it was her. His fur was bristled in irritance and his firey eyes directed away from her but not submissively low. "Black Fyre and Hueros are dead. That's all I wanted." he pointed out sharply, annoyed by the glare she was giving him. But again, she was the only one who could get away with such things with him attacking.

Mitya

When Legosa turned around and snarled at her, she bared her fangs and emitted a loud snarl at him. Then she jumped down and circled around him, still her fangs bared, but she didn't growl or snarl. She walked a few feet away from him, keeping her back to his body, when he spoke of them, she snapped her crania around, fire bured deep in her soul, it came through to her dark black pools. "I know about them. I saw her lifeless body." Then the bruja sat down on her haunchs faceing Legosa. Pools were at tense as they had once been a few moments ago, she sat there, just watching him.

Legosa

He stood, leaving his weight completely off his shoulder so that he looked to be sloutching to the side slightly. His tired body grew tense with self restraint and frustrated anger. "And for that I'm happy. Those other four little brats, or however many there are, would be next on my list. But good-ridence to them, they're probably dead by now anyway." The brute spat out coldly with narrowed eyes that stared off at nothing in particular. He was speaking of the late alphas' young. Only Niavo and Twilight were still alive, though he had no idea. Those firey orbs of his turned sharply to Mitya's before looking away again.

Feeling suddenly tired, Legosa sat back on his haunches, then lied down completely with his head rested to the side on his forelegs. Fighting and tension had drained his energy. A raid for food was in order when he was back to strength.

Mitya

Bruja watched him, his strength withering away, his life slowly dripping away. Peds picked up the angered vix and carried her towards Legosa, slowly did her crania lower, as it did her maw opened and her tounge rolled out to lick the top of his head. Then she ran off without saying anything, without a trace.

Legosa

His body tensed for a wild moment, wondering if she planned to harm him upon her approach or not. He didn't have the strength or will of heart to bring any harm to her though, even in self defense. Relief was brought instantly by the lick and seemed to draw much the brute's frustration away. Once he was sure she was out of sight, Legosa curled up tightly and burried his nose into his thick tail, sheltering his face and breath from the bitter air. Snow was falling and the bite of winter had gotten to him, though he would never show his discomfort.