His jaws held firm upon the throat of the woman he and his daughter had pinned, hesitant to pull away just yet on the chance that she might get her consciousness back and try to go for another round. But she was still, breathing but still, and after a moment, stifling the growl in his throat, he finally released her. He licked at his lips, glanced once at Warja to be sure she was safe, sought out Akemi where she had fallen, and then glanced at the silver wolf at his paws. Trespassers on his borders. Unbelievable.
"We should get her out of here before she-" He stopped short when he followed Warja's line of sight, paused just long enough to feel his anger bristle again. A little red brat. Was it possible she was a little cousin of his? "Before she wakes up." he finished, challenge in his tone and in his narrowed gaze. If the brat wanted to try something, she was welcome. But he intended fully to get the trespassers off his territory no matter what.
