High strung, prone to getting into things he probably shouldn't. Björn has already shown such a penchant for it, and that wasn't going to change any time soon. First it was the cat in the Crypt. Then there were the other pups, the ones in Tojo, and that pretty girl that had only kinda threatened to drown him. It's fine, he'd get her back for it eventually. Right, all that trouble, and now? Still more. The boy had been mimicking the patrols that he often watched the adults run, following their scent trails closely. Good practice tracking, and he got to practice patrolling all on his own. On his own, until he sports the thing. Björn charges what appeared to him as one coyote. What he didn't realize? Two more concealed just over a rise in the land. Well, no backing down now. The boy threw himself, teeth first, at his original target. Here goes nothing? BJÖRN Ragnarök awaits.

Paws slowly pull Unagi through the Steppes, her mind firmly in the present for once… if only for a little bit. Life is for the living and she keeps trying to remind herself of that fact as she attempts to keep her wandering thoughts from straying back to the absent family member that never again greet her. The sound of heavy paws pounding the earth pull her mind from its downward spiral and she lifts her head to find one of her grandfather’s pups, charging a small pack of coyotes.

Cursing inwardly, she charges along the lip that the land naturally creates, toward the two that have started to descend the short incline toward the pup and overwhelmed coyote. With a throaty growl, Unagi barrels into the closest one, her thick frame sending it sprawling away without so much as slowing her… which is useful because it allows her to reach the second coyote and grab ahold of its scruff to keep it off the headstrong pup.

The one she had knocked senseless recovers quickly and races back to her, biting at one of her back legs as she forcefully pulls the one she has ahold of away from the pup. Another, threatening growl rolls around the scruff in Unagi’s maw as pain flares to life in her hind leg.


"Hattori-Klein Unagi"