Kanan

Remarkably, Kanan was the only one who had come out of the Marsh fight unscathed. His father and the others weren't so lucky, but he trusted that Pheral would be able to take care of them.

With tiger blood staining his pale gray face, Kanan plodded slowly into the terra. His stub of a tail hardly hurt anymore, but he began to agonize over the loss of the appendage once again. With a heavy, exagerated sigh, the blue-eyed wolf laid down on a patch of fresh snow and began to clean the blood from his muzzle.

Fyre

With Blind and Nightcrawler heading out on their own, Fyre became furious and aggitated. Why couldn't he go look for his parents... they were, afterall, his parents! Mumbling explicts and other dark words under his breath, the red-eyed wolf stalked heatedly across the ground. All he wanted was his parents and brother home safely- was that too much to ask for?

Consumed in his own thoughts, Fyre nearly blundered into Kanan before he spotted the wolf. He was about to alter his course and continued walking aimlessly on his own when he noticed the lack of tail on Kanan. This was enough to draw his thoughts away from his family for the time being. Cocking his black dial to the side, Fyre spoke up, "Hey... what happened to your tail, Kanan?"

Gavan

Gavan came quickly to the smell of blood on the wind, and when he spotted Kanan and the pup he trotted forward to meet them. He was just in time to hear the pup speak, and thus noticed the odd absence near the wolf's backside. His voice was low as he spoke. Yes, Kanan, what happened? The tone was the kind one his father always used, but there was steel in his eyes, though it was not directed at Kanan. Gavan had seen so much death and so much pain come to his pack that he had withdrawn very much into himself, not letting himself feel as he once had. Feeling... hurts.

Kanan

The heat of embarrassment washed over the wolf, suprising him- he didn't realize how self-concious he really was about his missing appendage until the subject was brought up. Blue eyes flashed from Fyre to Gavan before directed ground-wards, "Eh, the humans are to blame for that." He replied, though there was no anger in his voice. Kanan sounded a touch dejected, but that was to be expected from a wolf who just lost such an important part of his anatomy. "Their stupid firesticks." He added with disgust, shaking his head, then giving a faint smile as he added his next line, "But hey, at least it isn't my life lost. I can live without a tail."

Gavan

The eldest son of the alphas nodded sagely, letting the ghost of a smile fall over his face. That is true enough, friend. Would that all of us were always so lucky. Then we would need have no fear. Welcome back.

And his gaze fell on Fyre, and the eyes turned soft for a moment. He knew what had happened to Fyre's parents. Astra had told him, and she knew it as only the stars could. He raised his voice again, though his mind was traveling far, far away, and spoke lightly, as though nothing was wrong. Father will be glad to see you, I am sure. He'd been wondering about your absence and hoping naught ill had befallen you. He will be content to see you well, tail or no tail. He was an excellent imitator, and only those who looked in the eyes might have seen the truth. The eyes were miles hence, watching a bloody scene that no one else saw, hearing the cries of pain and watching with a detached sort of tone as someone else picked up the peices.

Finally, Gavan filtered back into those eyes and smiled at Kanan softly. There now, whence have you been to run in to the two-legs and their firesticks?

Kanan

Though so much had happened in his life, Kanan had pulled through with unshakeable hope and kindness. He, with his father, had survived against humans, wars, disease, and murder that plagued the rest of their family and picked them off one by one. Though always saddened by the thought of his lost family, Kanan embraced life, and it shown in the stunning blue eyes inherited from the blood of his mother's side.

"It was at the Marsh. Well, no..." He frowned a moment, falling back on his memory as he corrected himself, "It started at the Prairie- I met a friend by the name of Spirit. We were shot at and ran to the Marsh, where we encountered the foul beasts." Kanan shook his head with disgust, "Horses showed up... never seem them before. But they held off the hounds and... well, Spirit and I got away, and the humans left." If he had a tail, it would be waving now, "My tail was the only casualty, aside from..." His speech was interrupted as the scent of humans slowly wafted his way. Alert sprouted in his eyes, "You smell that?"

Gavan

Gavan was listening attentively, but when Kanan's nose twitched, the young brute put his own nares to work, rising and following the scents a few meters. Blind and... Riptide. And... and here his eyes opened wide in horror. Two-legs! There are two-legs in the terra!