With Redbud Nook being the pack's choice of expansion, Cerberus would lead the fighters to the less frosty trees of the spring nook. It was nighttime, when the predators they would need to rid the land of would be out. Some of the wolves were probably used to a nighttime schedule and some probably weren't. They would all need sharp minds to keep themselves and each other safe.

The signs of the coyotes were here, Cerb had noticed an abundance of small carcasses left behind and tracks from the smaller canines in his scouting from the last few days. He knew this was the threat for them and their prey of the land. It was time to take care of it.

"Everyone stick together, there's more of them then us." Six coyotes were grouped around the nook somewhere, but he knew once they advanced they would have the pack's attention. They may have been out numbered, but the coyotes were outmatched. Some of Cerberus' group may have been wounded during the endeavor, but he'd do everything he could to prevent that. He trusted they would have his back too. He treaded forward in the dark woods carefully, looking for the flick of glowing eyes in the distance.

"Cerberus Klein"

Having volunteered himself and his daughter for assistance with their quest for expansion, Nao headed out with the warriors today to secure the Redbud Nook. There was a good chance that other predators had taken over the area, and from the sounds of it, their main problem today would be coyotes. Not surprising, the little bastards were everywhere, all of the time. Silent as the grave, the wraith slipped through the shadowed paths behind their leader. Since the changing of leadership, many new faces had come out of the woodworks and taken up roles in the hierarchy that were well above his own station. Like most things relating to pack life, the koi wolf cared little for the politics of it all. He was only here for his family, and so he would contribute to their wellbeing to the best of his abilities. Speaking of.. the stench of coyote musk was strong. Remnants of carcasses strewn here and there as they approached the source of the offensive stink. The towering horned male that led them spoke up as they began to press deeper into the coyote pack's territory, reminding them not to stray from the group. The ebon male grunted quietly in acknowledgement, adjusting the sheath of his blade where it lay flush with his lithe form. Based on the smell, and the size of the bones that poked out from the undergrowth in places.. it was not a small group of them. Enough to be bringing down medium prey animals on more than one occasion. His orange marked crown lowered between his shoulders, tail swishing against his heels as his hackles began to bristle. They were well placed for an ambush, and in the dark of night their best senses would be hearing and scent. Luckily, his children were all in bed, and none had volunteered to join the fight. So there was a certain peace of mind that came with that knowledge. ""

She heard that Cerberus was going to be leading a group to clear some coyotes out of the nook the pack was attempting to claim and she immediately volunteered. Even though she hardly considered herself a "fighter" in the way some wolves did, she knew how to defend herself and how to watch her brother's back. Cerberus brought them out to the nook at night when they were more likely to run into the coyotes in question. She tended to be up later and sleep in more anyway with her pale complexion so it certainly didn't bother her. She looked to Cerberus and nodded with understanding as he reminded them to stick together since they would be outnumbered by their targets. She knew from previous experience that coyotes could easily overwhelm a wolf if they weren't careful, but with four of them working together she was confident that they could make quick work of these smaller canines. She followed quietly behind Cerberus, staying in the middle of the pack, keeping her eyes peeled for any signs of the sneaky predators.

"Rusalka Klien"

A chance to help Scylla expand her new pack and look after his siblings and new pack mate as they go after some pesky coyotes? Absolutely. Even without all of the extra reasons for doing this just the promise of getting to knock some coyotes' skulls together would have been enough to convince him. He followed Cerberus, Ruse, and Nao out to the Redbud Nook, his brother reminding them to stick together. He gave Cerb a quick nod of acknowledgment before refocusing his attention on their surroundings. Moving at night was a blessing and a curse since they were more likely to find the coyotes out and about a this time of day, but it also meant that it was going to be easier for the smaller canines to sneak up on them. They carefully and quietly moved through the trees, his eyes slowly scanning the forest and his ears perked forward to listen for any shift or movement. He took up a position at the back of the group, preferring that the coyotes get to him before they might Rusalka. Hopefully they found the coyotes before they found them.

"Morendo Klein"

All of the group seemed to be on the same terms at least, good with Nao being the 'outsider' of Cerberus and his two half siblings. Cerberus would think he would do just fine especially with volunteering to do this unusually dangerous task. What was expected of the warriors. Which was difficult when he had to remind himself that Ruse wasn't so young and fragile anymore. There were enough of them for him not to feel so worried, but he knew his sister was more capable than she appeared. Just hard for him to accept that when they were in action.

The four of them quietly walked through the budded trees in the dark forest, all large paws gentle from their training and experience. All eyes keen on their surroundings. They were ready.

As the occasional shine of two eyes flashed ahead of them and a very near silent shuffle in the grounds, Cerberus would bring the group to a halt. It would be better to wait for them than to go charging in. They may have been just as smart as the group of wolves here. Not smart enough though. The group would stand waiting and alert until the soft thudding of smaller paws were charging at them, the coyotes would probably group on who seemed the smallest or the weakest. But Cerb wasn't letting them play their game. The second one was in reach of him, he was lashing out with an open jaw to grab it by the base of the spine. He'd fight like everyone one of the lives and wellbeing of the group meant everything to him. They did, even Nao's in these moments.

"Cerberus Klein"

Their progress through the forest came to a halt as Cerberus stopped them and she instinctually turned a bit so that her back was facing her brothers and Nao so that they were each scanning a different part of the forest and the coyotes couldn't sneak up on her. She was practically holding her breath as she listened closely and as soon as the sound of paws hitting he ground and moving toward them caught her attention her dual toned gaze pivoted over toward the sound. She snarled as one of the coyotes came running at them, but before she could engage with it her brother snatched the smaller canine away by biting down at the base of its spine. She blinked with surprise, but quickly had to switch her attention to another as the pack of coyotes began to emerge from the trees in earnest.

Another darted in toward herself and Nao and she leaped forward to meet it head on, slamming her shoulder into its chest and partially knocking her shoulder blade into the underside of its muzzle, making its teeth snap together on its tongue as she reached forward to bite its shoulder. Even though she was significantly smaller than her two brothers she was still bigger than these coyotes and she was able to shove this one to the ground without too much issue and she tore a large gash into its shoulder before she finally let it go and the smaller canine scrambled away with crying whimpers, limping back off into the trees.

"Rusalka Klien"

Cerberus seemed to spot their targets first as he stopped the group, the four of them standing quietly on alert as they waited and let the coyotes come to them. Sure enough, the dumb little predators took the bait and began to swarm out of the forest from seemingly all sides. He kept his back to the others, watching their backs while they watched his to keep them from getting overwhelmed by the coyotes' sheer numbers. He heard the others engaging with some of them already as a pair of them emerged from the trees in front of him. With a snarl he grabbed one by the back of the neck as soon as it was close enough to do so, making it trash and yelp in his grip. The second one went for his front leg, but no sooner did it bite into his skin did he make a hard swing of his head to throw one coyote into the other, using the one he bit like a bowling ball and sending the pair tumbling into one another. He jumped forward and caught one of them under his heavy paws while the other wiggled away in an attempt to run back into the trees and escape. Morendo bit into its neck again right behind its skull and gave a hard, twisting yank until he felt the vertebra snap and the coyote fell still with just a couple of twitches before it passed.

"Morendo Klein"