You can't spell slaughter without laughter

The brute narrowed his sky blue eyes as he watched a dame slink away. Then he turned to the other girl as she asked him what he was going to do about it; she even called him birdy for some reason...odd. Then Vlad looked to the last brute there who started talking about a tiger and his brother Awaken. The boy had only seen the brute once. There was no way he could possibly run into that wolf again. The brute advanced as Vlad stood there. Even so, the young male did not move. Was this stupid? yes...but was it worth it?........yes, yes it was. He had to get them away from the carcass so there would be something left for the deceased dame's pack to remember. At least someone tried to save her body...but a bit too late.

A small snarl escaped Vlad's maw as he held his tongue. Now was not the time to give any of his usual smart ass comments. His eyes wandered back and forth from the brute to the other dame. Back and forth back and forth. Vlad paced and moved as the other brute did. But the male was careful not to get in the range of the female.

"I have no idea that mumbo jumbo you're talking about buddy. But I've only seen your brother once and I don't think I'll run into him again. Now I advise that you both leave this carcass alone and be on your way. Show some respect!" he snarled at both of the wolves.

Vladimir didn't know why he was being so persistent but he had a feeling that this was the right thing to do. Dark gray ears pinned back against the young brute's head as he bared his teeth and tucked in his neck in case the other brute made chase. His feet were ready to move as Vlad glared at the two wolves before him.

A growl fell from his lips as the boy took a step forward; he wasn't scared of these two. He was just too stubborn...and that came in handy.