The chase is on! Sort of

Did he think that someone wasn't going to notice him sneaking off? Resin tried to be lenient with her children. They could do what they wished in the territory but they had to let her or Tam know if they were going to be doing anything reckless. Anything where they could potentially get hurt. The spotted boy had meandered away from the rest of the group. When Resin came back from her patrols and he still wasn't there, she went looking for him.

Big paws picked their way over the chilly ground as she followed the boys scent. It was easy to stay on his trail as he'd made no effort to hide it. She moved along at an easy pace knowing that she would find the boy eventually. When his urgent cry for help sounded though, she instantly surged into action. The ashen faes long strides ate up the distance as she rushed to the aid of the boy. As she ran, the wind shifted, slamming the scent of elk straight into her face. Dammit.

The giant wolf skidded to a halt when she could see the herd through the trees. From her place, she'd could hear their snorts of irritation and the stamping of hooves. Skirting forward, Resins lone eye scanned the area for her boy. As the group of elk shifted and moved, she could just see his form huddled in the center off a thorn bush. The elk knew that he was there. Eventually they'd ignore the thorns so that they could crush him beneath their hooves. Dammit!

There was nothing else to be done. Reinforcements wouldn't come in time. Rudy couldn't wait that long. Even as age thought it, one of the cows pushed forward, snapping off some of the dried thorns. Inhaling deeply, Resin raised her muzzle and released a long, low howl. It echoed between the trees and pulled the elks attention away from the boy. Herd or no, elk felt fear in the presence of wolves.

The manned woman ripped from the trees, jaws wide in a guttural snarl. She rushed thre herd and oh how the scattered. One young, stupid cow tried to stand her ground and Resin juked, shin king her teeth into the beasts hind knee. The elk squealed and fled. Her terror was contagious and the others quickly followed suit. The grey woman continued to rush the herd, snapping at their heels until they were out of sight.

Turning, she rushed back towards the picker bush where Rudyard was hiding. Mindless of the thorns, she pulled him out, giving him a thorough inspection. "Are you alright?" Jett words were a growl, adrenaline still in her system. He didn't appear to be injured, but she wouldn't calm until she heard it from his mouth.