We Will Not Know The World

Towering above her Naudir was certain the ring of stones were linked to the gods.  There was no other explanation in her mind for why they could exist in such a way but her wonder quickly fell at the rustling of leaves.  Someone else was here…  Naudir narrowed her eyes but kept silent.  Could it be one of the gods?  Fear seized her gut as she wonder if it might be Loki here to trick her, surely the others wouldn't take to skulking around like this.  "LEFT NAUDIR!"  Branwen's cries alerted her to her emaciated attacker.  The wolf parted his jaws and let out a ferocious growl as he dove for her.  With the crunch of autumns leaves and the warning growl Naudir had plenty of time to shuffle back out of the way of her attacker as his jaws clamped on solid air.  He was half-mad, she could see that and she intended to use his weak body and mind against him like a true viking!  

The wolf turned on her as she set her defenses and prepared to attack but at that moment a small…. bear thing attacked the wolf.  So she had an ally?  Either way though its focus was still on Naudir and as he charged Naudir would as well, aiming to coming at him nearly head-on but slightly to her own left as she sought to ram her right shoulder blade into the brute's larynx, her head twisting to her right as she aiming to pierce his left eye with her top fangs and shred the muscles of his jaw with her lower ones.  While it was true Naudir preferred other arts to fighting Katja made sure that all her children were well taught in the arts of battle.  Above her Balthazaar dived for the brutes left eye, seeking to pierce that while Branwen sought to rip off his right ear.  If the gods demanded it she would put the brute out of his misery and leave him as a sacrifice in the ring of stones.

The wolf would shift as her jaws connected, she could tell he was trying to shift to her right and away from her jaws and because of that her upper fangs would snag him right behind his right eye as her lower fangs caught the corner of his maw her jaws ripping flesh and coming together with a snap. Her right shoulder had collided with the right side of his neck, no doubt leaving severe bruising as he stumbled away with a high-pitched yelp. Branwen took off into a tree with a chunk of the man's ear and while Balthazaar missed the man's other eye he did succeed in leaving a nice gash in the middle of the man's forehead. The wolf yelped and whined while Naudir growled, tail aloft. "Be gone fool! This foolishness will cost you your life." Really though what was she thinking talking to a mad man? He didn't seem to have heard her words at all and instead turned on the woman that had come to help Naudir. Diving for the smaller wolf with another ferocious growl it was clear his intent was to rip and shred until he had no strength.