Zayne:
I can smell my brother's scent. Kayne and I aren't exactly on good terms, but that fucker is my brother. I'll be damned if anyone puts their hands on him. As I crossed into this territory a herd of wolves were on me. I followed the scent but it was fading with each water drop of rain.
The wolves are right on my rail. I can't shake them. As I slid around the mud I lost the scent and skid to a stop to face my opponents. Eight of them. All of them surrounding me yet, they just circled around me not making a single move. They must be waiting for someone stronger. Good I like a good challenge the stronger the wolf the better the fight.
My fur just like there's now completely soaked my paws and underbelly caked with mud. Our scents are off. I was going to charge when I saw two wolves.
