Arthur and Mary looked out over Strawberry on the hill. Even though he promised himself he would end the wolf's life, Arthur was a little scared.
Hosea came up to the buck and put a paw on his front leg. Arthur bent his head down and gently pressed his muzzle into the beaver's fur. His deep and slow breaths could be heard, then he pulled away.
In the house, Jack could hear his mother begging his father to stay. "John, listen to me!" Abigail yelled. "Please, don't do this. You send we'd given up that life-"
"The life of caring about our family? We owe it to Arthur. I owe it to Arthur. He saved me more times than I can count!" John huffed at his wife before grabbing his carbine repeater and walked out the door to the lobby.
Not too far away, the pack was by some rocks with Dutch on the highest one, looking down at them. Bill simply continued bitting an itch on the base of his tail. Javier yawned, tired as usual. Micah was the only one alert.
Dutch stood up on his back legs, roaring loudly and the rest jumped up.
What is WRONG with you lot?! the grizzly growled. Micah, in the future I expect you to have your so called 'pack' under control.
Yes boss, will do boss.
Good. And if you don't... Dutch grabbed a tree branch with his teeth and chomped down on it, breaking it in two.
The black wolf gulped and nodded, understanding the threat. He went to a rock and put his paws on it, running his claws down the hard surface making noise, like nails on chalkboard.
He was ready. Ready to put an end to this blacklung!