Fire and Ice

The scene would continue to unfold before the unstable one, his paws shifting on the ground, his ice blue gaze flickering between enjoyment, sadness, and, for a moment, horror, before his contaminated mind would rid the sense of justice and truth from his mind. Where was the line between right and wrong? Where was the line between sanity and utter madness? The brute would chuckle softly to himself as he watched the brown male finally get the better of the white maiden.

Such a fate would never befall such a beautiful princess as himself. Surely not. No wolf stayed around Kyda that long, though it was hardly for the reason he thought. The poor little pack wolf. She should know better than to play in the big bad wild. Such dangers lurked here. Oh such terrible, terrible dangers. Like the handsome brown rogue brother that shamed her. Like the princess himself. Oh yes, in Kyda's own mind he was quite the dangerous foe. How wrong he was.

With the deed done the brown rogue left... but another had come upon the scene. The woman had remained lying there on the cold ground until he arrived. For a moment Kyda thought perhaps this one too would take the already damaged and broken she wolf. But he did not... though he issued a threat. My my my, enemies of the weak. Such was the fate of life. Cruel as it was, the weak would be dealt with in some form or another. Boredom starting to gnaw at him now Kyda would slink away, the last to leave the scene.

-Exit Kyda.-