Quail ran through the forest in pursuit of Mist, "Where are you Mist? If I find you've been practicing hunting again instead of getting moss -" She cut herself of she could hear a gurgling sound coming from a bush every hair on her pelt stood on end " Mist? " she whimpered. Pools of blood were around Mist she coughed up a bit of blood before weakly looking up on top of her was an enormous black he-wolf pinning her down, Quail squeezed her head through the bush she could see was blood and a black figure pinning the to-be to the ground her heart raced "Mist!"