Wildfire raised his snout to the air. A scowl started to form along his velvet muzzle. He was tired and hungry from days of traveling, and now he was going to run right into a fight. Great.
Zero had started to charge off towards Ebony, when she thought she heard something in the woods. She snarled, but felt icy talons of fear grip her heart.
Has Darkpack set a trap...? Instinct took over. She raced towards Wildfire, and without even bothering to look at him, lunged for him. Her jaws snapped about wildly; she didn't care how she wounded this wolf, all that mattered was that she did.