You owe me

His gaze was hard, fixed on her as she in turn snarled at him and one part of him was screaming at him to move, if she tried to attack now he?d be less than useless his wounds and new perspective leaving him at a distinct disadvantage. Still she only swiped at him and he leaned back, not far enough as her paw clipped across his muzzle, her blunted claws striking hard. His head snapped to the side with a quick pained exhalation and he fixed her with an angry glare, his good eye facing right at her. He bit back his retort lest it get him into further trouble.
The silver woman spun around and stalked away, though Novocaine remained aware of her perked ears. The boy spat, and slowly rose to this paws, working his sore muscles. With one last glare thrown in the direction the silver woman had exited he too stalked further into the pack lands, seeking out his den so as to nurse his wounded pride.
-Exit Novocaine-