Leo and Nash answered the young girl's call swiftly, the yearling stuttering out questions while Chan's brother lurched into his space to prod and jar the pup's corpse. Thoughts of why didn't cross the shell-shocked wolf's mind. All he felt was a strong urge to snap his jaws in both surprise and warning, to stand defensively over what was left of Sephrina as if she'd been his loss. Chan refrained from both, waiting silently for him to move instead, eyes never leaving the drowned whelp.
He wanted to reposition her body before it couldn't be done, to smooth the horror from her face, to return as much of her as he could before Viorel and Vanadis saw...
His ears twitched as Kajika was named, irritation throbbing dully in his chest but nowhere near strong enough to punch through the trauma of what just happened. He no longer trusted the other man, who was to say he was even around to do what they needed? Whatever.
Chan brushed a paw over Sephrina's temple tenderly, silent and still prone.