(Dual POV - Devan & Korra)
DEVAN'S POV
The arrow was silver tipped and moving fast enough to kill.
Devan's body reacted before his mind caught up, he launched himself forward, arm outstretched, caught the arrow mid flight inches from the stranger's chest, the silver burned through his palm immediately, searing flesh, his wolf howled in pain but he held on, crushed the arrow shaft in his fist and threw it to the ground.
The stranger looked at him with eyes that were too familiar, too much like the man from Korra's blood memories, "you saved my life."
"I saved my pack from a war we are not ready for," Devan said, "whoever shot that arrow is still out there."
He turned to his warriors who were already moving into defensive positions around the courtyard, "find them, sweep the tree line,
