so critical

He would give the wolf who could be described almost as his adopted mother an approving nod. Perhaps Io would listen to her as she did not to him.

They all added their touches to the plan, and Sirius grinned, and gave Roan a rough nudge with his shoulder, showing a hint of camaraderie with the motion. He knew that Roan needed the kill shot, and if the man found a way to take it, Sirius would only aid him. He was putting himself in the path of the greatest danger, because he could not bear it to be any other way. He trusted these two wolves to have his back, and do the damage.

The amusement faded, and seriousness overtook all as the Warlord moved forward. He made no effort to hide his passage, letting his heavy feet hit the earth hard, and his breathing echo across the chamber of the cave. Once his two companions had had a moment to move to the sides, he would raise his head and howl one predator to another. A challenge that could not be ignored.