Penance? Could it be true that the wolf meant to take punishment for the wrong he had done formerly? Could it be true, that finally, he held the ability to actually see that all this time, he had been wrong? Doubt of this surged through the woman, yet still there he lay, a huddled up, shrunken mass of his former self. It was the image he would likely keep should he stay here, with only being offered the scraps and unwanted meat of her brethren, enough to survive should he bother not to hunt for himself. Her jaws snap shut as she rears back after her attack, her tongue clicking at the top of her mouth, tasting the metallic blood in her jaws, something she'd not tasted since the blood of Vlarindara. Kiche's blood was familiar to her, having attacked him before and this, too, would not be the last.
Elettra's eyes flicker from Kiche, but a second to see the retreating Grizzly Hollow wolf, before it returned to Kiche. There would have been no thought that Sibyl, as meek and small as she was, was in the place of Second Elettra had once brought to glory. "It is not upon my doorstep which you should be crawling in beg for absolution. It is Grizzly Hollow's, it is to Jaysyek." Her words breath out deeply a sigh of the woman's name, softened on her tongue unlike any other word spoken to Kiche as of yet. Elettra still softens for the woman, still a protector of her, despite the time, space and differences which had separated them so. "You attacked her, you abandoned her... And thus, betrayed her." His insubordination had been something Elettra had been introduced to since the moment she met the fellow, hauled up in fear within the heart of their den. He had struck out at not only her, but his Second and his own Leader. He thought them heathens and yet, was able to hold himself a placement within the pack which ended up in his leave soon after the children's birth, turning his back upon the pack as Borden and many others both before and after him.


This reminder to her past and the hardship of which Grizzly Hollow wore sent a quiver of anger up her spine, sending her hackles at full end now, her body tensed, eased back on her hind limbs in readiness to strike. The memories of what had happen brought as well memories of Jaysyek's kindness and her allowance to let those things happen, without punishment there after. Though Elettra had thought to send Kiche packing so that he may make up his wrongs to the Cedar forest dwelling wolves, Elettra knew that he would not be absolved for his sins there, even if he deserved it. "I will be her justice." She confesses with a growl. "I will be Grizzly Hollow's wrath." Her head tucks back, allowing a rolling of fur and fat to protect the sides of her neck. Her jaws open, a snarl, her chin protecting the front of her throat and windpipe. Her tail is a high display at her backside, her growl an echo through her home land with her words. "I am now retribution - your reckoning, and I will show no mercy." And with this, she comes at him again, her jaws not this time seeking his face, but the side of his neck. She attempts to grab him there and push him down to his side, a way to slam his face into the dirt, where he would belong whilst within the territory of Willow Ridge. The former Holy Man was now nothing more then Willow Ridge' bitch.

She holds him there, a sadistic relishing to the feeling of fur and flesh in her jaws, the taste of blood on her tongue. Her jaws tighten, teeth made to sink deeper, a quiver echoing up and then down her spine as the hairs along it stand on end. Though an obviously well trained battle medic, the woman knew the art of battle itself all the same. A constant need to prove her worth mentally and physically was something she had grown up within. The woman's physical prowess felt less useful in these lands, far more peaceful then her home country had ever been even in times of so called peace.

Stilled for a time, with a harsh jerk she releases him, spatting out the fur and bits of skin from her jaws to hit the ground before his very nose. Her own nose is wrinkled, a snarl as the bellow of her accented tones speak out once more. "Though you may linger within the territory to do your so call it...repenting, you are not allowed anywhere near our den. Should you disobey, we will see to it that walking near the den will never be a threat again." It was her only warning, a promise, to end him should he ever threaten the members of her pack in such a way. "You defend yourself, sleep by yourself and hunt for yourself." He do not deserve to reap the benefits of the Willow Ridge pack and she made this very clear before backing out from the scene to leave him to soak it all of what was to come.