Fangs

The remnants of the pack began to run off and, after a glance towards the boy and the small girl, Chimera ran after them. He wasn't finished. The longer legs of the boy made him faster than the compact, shorter legged hyenas. They yipped and squealed in alarm as Chimera launched himself into them. Teeth snapped, their lengths embedding into flesh. Blood filled his mouth. He bit and tore and the rage that had been built up within him gradually died away. In the end there was only one corpse beside him, but he'd left the rest wounded. They wouldn't forget their lesson about wolves any time soon. With sides heaving, the two-toned boy stared off after the retreating pack. They were but a speck in the distance by now. Once his breath was caught, he started on his way. Chi didn't spare a glance or a second thought to the two young wolves that he'd been battling beside. He was on his way home to have Siren look at his wounds.