Are You Ready To Face The Eye Of The Storm

Voltage heard the howl, and luckily the brute was close enough to not have to run too long. But that's what his strength was, quick bursts of speed that ate away the distance in seconds. He scented the blood and eyes narrowed drastically, but when he saw Serefina moving to defend their borders a sense of pride washed over him instead. White hot anger at the coward who had deemed their pack a play thing. Their objective was to remain small and unnoticed, but unyielding against the forced that did try to mess with them. And he was proud of his sister, but there was a small part of him that hoped no other harm or danger would befall them because of this. He growled deeply as he sped across the black sands, the Ferax of Donostrea, his stomy eyes glittering with anger and strength. But he stopped at a great distance from Serefina and the woman, stopped to watch the fight and observe. His mind was set on where exactly he wished his firey sister to be in their pack, but this moment would only sweeten the deal. He wanted to see her strength, her skill and what needed improving. And already she had gained points for being here the quickest, for being the one to defend their home against this wrench. And he grinned, his tail waving like a banner in the air. "Our borders are not to be messed with! Show her Serefina, show her what a fire can really do." He said with a snarl, bowing down on his forelimbs before quickly correcting himself into a more dominant stance. His gaze would sweep the border, around his sister and the wounded girl, hoping that no one else would come out to make this a more complicated affair. He hoped she was alone, and for their luck, she was also wounded. He quickly thought of the packs near by, who could possibly have a healer, or if Terrae would have basic combat healing knowledge...just incase the girl managed to get a good hit on his sister. Battle scars or not, he did not wish to see her hurt.

"Burn Baby Burn"