Tonight We Are Victorious

When the battle had begun, Greed showed no fear as the party raided the slavers. Greed had gone all in, grabbing whatever enemy he could and ripping them apart with the others. Blood heavily stained his fur, covering every bit of white that marked him. It had been too long since he had last fought like that, maiming and tearing someone apart. Except this time, it wasn't just some petty squabble because some idiot ran their mouth, no. It was to cull from the earth those that had done unimaginable harm. The wolves that had fled and the ones that joined him were not recognizable. He didn't particularly care about them, but that didn't matter, anyway. He had come solely to rip someone apart, and to help ensure the safety of the elder Ancora.

Now they were back, the male bruised and sore and covered in bites and scratches, but hey, it was nothing compared to the other guys. They ended up dead. And he was still walking. He waited with the others, head turning to search out the elder Ancora. Once he spotted her, he moved over to her to see if she needed help with anything. Once satisfied that she was fine, they exchanged a few more words. He would be returning to Acapella after this. He hoped she was alright...he had left her with Dragon and his companions, and even though his alpha was blind, he knew she was under the best care.