More to come

His companion took charge of the dead, and Sirius gave the area another slow scan. There was no hint of hide or hair from the beasts. They had fled far and fast after their violent attack. As Naiche admired the flattened corpse, the Warlod had wondered a short distance away. Still well in ear shot, just taking his time to give his senses a good scan of the place.

At his wolfs question, he gave a soft, barked laugh "Zee fended me off in a fight. Resin gave me a smack down when I was in a blood rage. A wolf smaller then you, a healer got in a shot at my tenders before I knew what hit me. I was down and out before the fight began. Otherwise? I win perhaps 80-90% of my battles. Its a hard lesson to learn, even the best wolf can lose in the right circumstances, with the right bad luck." He pointed out carefully.

The coyote was small enough that Naiche coukd carry it with ease, but if he looked like he was flagging, the Warlord would take over.