salt in the wound

He hunkered down, silent and steady as he waited for his prey to make the first move. Despite being ready and waiting, the stranger shot out of the trees so fast he failed his first attempt at a catch. Throwing himself down onto what should have been on top of the wolf, and hitting empty air. He landed hard, and was already moving. As he surged back to his paws, Bast shot in like an arrow and attempted to cut off the dark wolf's escape. Buying Sirius time to rejoin the hunt.

He did not know who this wolf was, or what they were hoping to achieve in their late night trespassing, but the Warlord would get to the bottom of it. Even if he had to snap some legs to do it.


"Speech"