Kianga

Kianga tottered in, limping badly on the near fore. Her sister had torn her up pretty badly, and she was bloody all over, but she would be ok as long as she didn't walk on it a whole lot. Laying gently on one side with the injured fore off to one side, she waited for Keko to come.

Keko*Abamacho

Keko had moved slowly with her friend giving her reassurance when she needed it. As Kianga lay down Keko lay with her. Gently she began to lick the wounds on Kianga not wanting to cause her good friend pain. They had just met but Keko felt like this friendship would last forever.

Abamacho stalked after them yellow eyes flashing. He had done no wrong this time he had just let them fight. He wasnt stupid enough to jump into the middle of a fight with three wolf pups all with sharp fangs two of them angry at him. No he wasnt that stupid.

Kianga

Kianga winced a little as Keko began to wash her down, but distracted herself by returning the favor, licking up all the bloody spots. All the while, she kept a careful eye on Abamacho. She would not say anything about his lack of intervention. She was very confused as to the morals of the thing. She didn't think it fair of Abamacho to demean Keko in the way he had, but then it may have some implecation she knew nothing about. The only thing that she knew was her sister was wrong to join in. Shaking her head to dismiss such thoughts, she turned to her dark friend, head hung low and voice soft as velvet. I'm sorry about Soleda. It wasn't right for her to attack you like that. You hadn't hurt her.