Step One: Get Out Alive

*Creed* · (This post was last modified: 10-27-2015, 08:05 PM by Creed.)

Creed finally calmed as he let Tornach take control of the situation. As he'd said before he'd let the boy heal the other kid so long as Enigma didn't touch a hair on his head. His fur finally lay flat along his skin once more as he felt his breathing calm down. The kid was injured and he highly doubted he'd be moving anywhere quick any time soon. It was probably better if he let Surreal's child stitch him up so he could leave faster. The sooner the better. Even if they didn't own the Estuary, Creed didn't trust any of the Hellstrom wolves. The farther they were away from Surreal's family the better off they all were.

He'd just been ready to sit down when the scent of another Hellstrom wolf caught his attention. His gaze swung to the new wolf and his tail flagged out once more and his fur bristled in warning as he eyed the newcomer warily. The other wolf seemed to be in as bad of shape as Enigma and Creed realized that's how the majority of the Hellstrom wolves would be. The stranger spoke though and Creed had just opened his mouth to speak again when the sight of Surreal coming towards them. With her here he decided he wouldn't be needed to handle the situation judging from the look she gave him so he looked eagerly towards her waiting rather impatiently to hear her verdict.

To his surprise she offered the same verdict he'd already decided before she got there. To let Tornach heal him and then they'd be on their way. He looked towards the new stranger (Xephris) wondering if the other wolf would let Tornach heal him as well. Of course Creed couldn't help but silently hope they'd mess up their chances and then he and Surreal could capture them. He wasn't entirely fond of the idea of slaves but he didn't like Hellstrom wolves. Any harm done to them was well deserved and then some so if becoming Imperium's slave was on the agenda he wouldn't object.

The sound of yet another wolf had Creed on edge but this scent was different. It was Donostrea. He originally would have been pleased by the scent except for the fact that the female didn't offer nice words. He frowned softly but didn't offer the new wolf the same hostility he had for Enigma.

"Wasn' their home to begin with." He stated in a matter of fact tone. "Surreal an' 'er folk dwelled there long 'for they lived There. In fact their pack was th' ones tha' kicked us from our home in th' first place. So don' pity them for wha' they started." he glanced towards Surreal before continuing. "Their folk is th' reason Threar ain' no more too. Took ou' one of' th' mos' peaceful packs here jest to be a dick. Bu' go ahead and take him with ye if ye wan'."

Course during his speech he hadn't heard another wolf come up. She came and stood by Enigma and he couldn't help but roll his eyes at her. They all were in awful shape and yet all of them except the quiet one had made checks with their mouths that their asses couldn't deliver. What idiots the whole lot of him. Least he could see that the dumbass gene came from both sides of the family and not just one.

He'd just been getting ready to spit out some more insults, this time at the mother, when a familiar scent hit his nose. His attention was once more diverted to the new face, though this one wasn't entirely new to him. He remembered running into Glacier a while back. Their conversation had been light but he'd liked the male instantly. He was honestly a bit surprised to see him here. He at least felt outnumbered though he was already aware Glacier was unlikely to help either side if his personality was anything to judge by. His frown remained but he could respect the titan for his words. It was honorable trying to calm the situation, though that didn't mean Creed would hold paws with the enemy and sing Kumbaya with them.

Course if Enigma calling Surreal an old bitch Creed still felt like ripping the bastards tongue out. It would teach him never to spit an insult at a wolf far better than him ever again. That and it would be a nice touch not to have to hear his mouth run anymore. He shifted uncomfortably on his paws as he glanced towards Surreal waiting to hear what she had to say.

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