they come at night- STRANGER DANGER!!

Áskell had completely withdrawn into himself, so deep that even Ari couldn't shake him loose. A sense of hopelessness, of nihilism had buried itself deep in his chest. He got little joy out of life anymore, instead just focusing on the usual motions. Patrol, eat, sleep, repeat. This time of year was the worst for it reminded him of the death of his father and his brother. The events would replay through his mind when he slept and creep into the edges of his thoughts when he was awake. It was the void was calling him but he didn't have the ability to answer… no, that wasn't quite true. He had the ability. He had considered just walking off into the ocean and disappearing but a sense of duty still held him in place. He was useless as a son and a brother, but he still had some merit as a fighter. A warm body to throw at enemies.

Áskell was patrolling the bay when the sound of Hattori's barking hound could be heard in the distance. His ears flicked up, that was a call of warning. An alarm! A rush of adrenaline coursed through his veins, pulling his mind from the darkness into the present as he launched himself back toward the maze. He slowed as he neared the den site, strange scents assaulting his nose. Through the bamboo he could see strange and powerful looking wolves, dragging his pack members from their dens. The scents did not match up with any of the Auster or Boreas packs he was aware of.

Making a swift calculation he spied the brute that was dragging Kuroo away. He needed other adults ready and able to fight if they were to stand a chance. Stealthily Áskell repositioned himself and then launched forward, attacking the brute from behind and aiming for the most sensitive area he could think of, the man's testicles. Fangs lanced forward, connecting with their target and eliciting a furious yowl from his opponent.

Áskell thought he'd have time to react but his opponent moved with horrifying swiftness for one so large. Before he could react the other man slammed into him, knocking him clean onto his back, teeth aiming for his throat. Ari shrieked and brought a club to the enemy's face, trying to buy his companion some time to get back on his feet.