Step One: Get Out Alive

*Creed* · (This post was last modified: 10-26-2015, 06:11 PM by Creed.)

The day had been spent waiting anxiously. He was aware of the battle taking place close by. The scent of blood had come on the breeze and he was also aware of the Abaven healers waiting nearby for the injured wolves from their party. Creed and wired and his nerves felt shot as he paced impatiently waiting for it all to end so he could hear the outcome. He wanted to know if Hellstrom would be disbanded and kicked from the Vericona plains so Surreal could have her home back. More than anything he wanted Celestial to be back on track so he could have a pack once more. He missed being able to say he was a part of something. It had been so long...

A snarl erupted from his jowls as the scent on the wind changed to something more fresh. He hadn't missed the angry outburst from nearby and though he hadn't heard what was said he didn't need to know. Instead he was more focused on what the smell carried. It was covered with blood but it was still recognizable. Hellstrom. They were stupid to come to the Estuary of all places. After misplacing Surreal and the rest of them from their homes they definitely would find no sanctuary here. Creed would make sure of it.

So with determination in his gaze Creed set off with haste towards the wolf. It hadn't taken him long to track down the pale and bleeding creature. He reeked of blood (though with his nose made for tracking elk in the snow this was a piece of cake) so it hadn't been a problem at all. The boy, for that was all that he was was a boy, was hiding among the intertwined roots of a tree and he snarled softly. The growl would rumble in his chest erupting into the air menacingly. He stood roughly fifteen feet from the tree as he stood with his head high and his tail flagged eyeing the wolf in the roots. He was obviously wounded pretty badly but Creed didn't care. Enigma didn't belong here.

"Hellstrom wolves, wha's lef' of ye at leas', have no place in the Es'uary. I sugges' ye leave les' someone far more upset with ye than Ah comes along. After all yer family displaced many wolves from their homes. Pups too."

This would be the only offer Creed would make. He saw no use in fighting an already wounded wolf. It wouldn't be a fair fight as Creed was in wonderful condition. He was well rested with no wounds to speak of. He ate well and was generally way better off than this kid seemed to be.

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