Garron whirled around on a dime and tensed when he saw Scar at the edge of the cliff. His mind reeled; on one hand, after all Scar had done to nearly wreck Garron and Piper's lives, he could rid him of this world... Forever. But Garron knew that Piper still cared about Scar - or so he thought, anyways - and he was her only living kin. He didn't know what he should do, so he just stood there... Waiting for Scar to plummet to his death...
Scar's paws grappled for a foothold, but the mist from the waterfall made the earth soft and damp. His sharp claws racked through it to easily. For one brief moment, he caught Garron's eyes. For one heartbeat he locked stares with the one who had stolen his sister and destroyed his life. Scar's face was calm but he threw one last crazed glare of hatred.
Then everything speed up again.
Scar didn't make a sound as the earth beneath him gave way. He didn't howl or whine or beg Lupus to save him.
He closed his eyes, feeling the rush of wind and weightlessness that would be his last thrill before death. Relished his last breath of air before he smashed onto the river below...