Falling Apart --Private(?)--

The hunter went into submission under the mercy of the small pack. He gritted his teeth at the pain in his shoulder. His eyes darted between each of them, then on Raven as he advanced to him. The dark wolf observed the gun, the bloody knife in the snow, the jerky and in the distance he could spell the jeep that he came in. The wheels were turning in his head whether to kill this monster or not. "If we kill him now, more will come to look for him." Fang stated with level eyes. Though Raven despised Fang he knew he was right.
"But if we let him go he will return. And possibly with more. We kill him they will know better than to come back."
"Are you a fool?" Fang scoffed. "You don't know these beasts like I do. They will only take that as a challenge and come take down this forest." His ears flattened and his voice dropped, "So I suggest that we let him go."
Raven glared at him and his lip curled up, "Someone of your status shouldn't be speaking such ill of tone to me." The man under him began to shift in hopes to get out but Raven looked down and snapped at the man in threat. Fang's eyes were expressionless, but Raven knew better. With a final growl of irritation Raven finally agreed to release the human. He got off of his torso so the man could scramble up and rush to his car without his weapons since Fang was guarding the rifle. As he drove off Fang began to tear into the base of the gun so the last shot would spill out and get lost in the snow. Raven stared at him in surprise of his knowledge of the weapon but he was losing his patience. "We should head back to inform the others." He looked at Avelyn then at Fang and led the way back. Fang limped over with a low head and steady hazel eyes.

[A band? And no, not really. Not the singing type... What's the name of your band?]

Fang stopped and frowned at her as she growled and checked his shoulder. He flicked his tail with minor impatience, "I'm fine. By the looks of it you don't seemed harmed either."

[When did you form a band?]

"You're welcome for that." He said as he trotted with a limp behind her. His expressionless face shifted with a slight narrowing of the eyes in wonder, noticing her demeanor. "What's on your mind, Avelyn?"

"'Those things'?" He mused, one ear falling back more than the other in question. "Don't know, you'll have to be a bit more specific."

[Hm, nice. I wish you the best of luck with that. Definitely should link me one of your songs when you guys get to it.]

The amusement flashed out his eyes and he sped up his pace despite his injury. "Excuse me? As if you don't have secrets yourself." His tail flicked behind him with slight irritation. His pace slowed down and he scoffed a bit in disbelief, "You seriously believe those rumors? Think you can't trust me?"

Both his ears shot up and his eyes narrowed, "And so you interpret it to the worst. Then why don't you turn me in. I'm sure Raven and the pack would have a hoot with it." Shaking his head he limped off to take a different route, stopping every once in a while to lick his forearm to prevent from a blood trail from forming. Thought she was different. Guess I was wrong. He growled in his head.

Fang headed to his usual hang out area which was under a fallen tree that was struck by lightning a few years back and had landed on a large boulder to make a small den. It was located a few minutes away from the pack. He licked at his wound as Avelyn's howl was heard in the distance. Let Prince Raven come to her rescue. I'm sure she can trust him. A patrol was treading near and had caught scent of his blood. One saw him and smirked at his wound that quickly melted to a scowl. "It's 'bout time something came to you." He simply replied with a venomous look until they left. He noted how dark it was getting and how the temperature would drop quickly, maybe even snow again.

[G'night.]

After a while the pack began to settle down to rest. Fang took this opportunity to get up and head out. By now snow was slowly drifting down and the moon above made the snow on ground appear a pale blue. Only his paws were left behind in the thickening ground, but were quickly covered by the weather. His wound was now only an inconvenience to him, but at least it stopped bleeding profusely. He continued passed the open field where he and Avelyn met Sylvia. Maybe this time the meeting won't go disrupted, he thought. His traveling stopped a few miles away from pack territory; his blood alone would signal pack members into attack. He knew that Sylvia would catch scent of familiarity soon enough to meet.

[Cool. Good job. And I was thinking maybe she could follow him but I could edit it to that he passed her and was looking shady. Wait, no, never mind I got an idea.]

Fang trotted back silently with a small cloth sack filled with a certain plant that was used to drug animals. Usually only humans could possesses this ingredient, Fang was impressed that Sylvia actually managed to snatch some. The leaves gave off an aroma that was sweet and tempting, but he knew better. Though, it also made his brain slightly groggy with just the smell of it, so he knew he had to be extra aware of how he was going to get back without being spotted. He didn't realize it but he was heading a different route: one near where Avelyn was. With the plants dulling his smell he resorted mostly to vision and hearing for anyone near but the snow disturbed his eye sight and the wind brief wind didn't make it easier.

Fang nearly dropped the sack when he saw movement, but it was too late. His ears showed the slightest movement of falling back, though his eyes remained cool and level. He put down the leaves to face Avelyn head on. He opened his mouth to say that these were for the elders and their sleep depravity; but, as he looked at Avelyn's sober eyes he decided to give up on the excuses. Sighing he looked down while shifting his weight, then returned his gaze on her, "And if it is?"