Grizzly Hollow Pray For You

ooc;gotcha ;) this will probably be my last post, depending.

If she could beat sense into him, she would have. But for one thing that didn't work, and second if it did who knows when she'd be done. He obviously had a strange background. She was still so flabergasted over his behavoir, and realized she hardly knew a thing about this wolf. (Except he was mental) She had thought he was something of a submissve shy thing. So much for that theory. The only reason he was here was because Aisling had vouched for him, but now well he'd put himself into quite the predicament. He seemed dangerous, and unpredicable. A bad combo. A rampant nutjob wasn't something she wanted near her children, she might as well invite that damn bear back into it's den.

Unbreaking her hold, she did not glance around. Her eyes bore into his head, much coarsing in her veins. She did not know her second was bleeding, but she did know that both the ladies were there waiting if the creton should turn on her there own snarls ripping through the air. Should she let them have a piece of him? Did he even know why he was feeling this hurt? She doubted it, but was satisfied he did not try and break her grip. He layed there awaiting further torture, though what was punishement in her mind.

Did she dare let him go? Tell him to watch his mouth or they'd rip his tongue out? Would that do any good. She wasn't sure about banishing him from Grizzly Hollow. That was probably Jayse's weakness. She tried to see that little spark of good, hold onto that last trace of hope. In the back of her mind she was sure Aisling would dissapear with him. They weren't the closest, but she wanted no harm to come upon the girl. She tugged hard on her grip, hoping it hurt like hell. A snarl peeled from her throat like shredding metal. Carefully she unclamped her jaws, but made sure the startings of her teeth held onto his ear. She wanted to speak, but did not dare let him go.

"Threaten, attack, or damn another and we'll rip your tongue, and ears off. You understand me?" Tone was harsh, maybe muffled to the girls, but him he'd hear her -she had his damn ear after all. That said she released him, and with jaws opened at the ready, glared at him just incase he should pounce her way. When she was sure of safety she stepped away in disgust. Looking to Vlar and Elettra, she said, "He is the lowest of Grizzly Hollow, treat him as such." With that, she meant he was the pack's punching bag now. He had attacked one, tried for the other so if they wanted to instill some of there own snaps to him, or chase him from the lands for the time being so be it. She would not stop them, and she doubted that either would kill him.

OOC: Vlar's last post as a member of GH XD!! -giggles- At least.. for now.

Having listened to Jaysyek's verdict, Vlarindara snarled shortly at the large male before she to turned her back on him. She knew that the wound he'd given her wasn't life threatening - but still..she didn't want the pack to know of her weakness. The white second ambled away from the remaining two wolves before she picked up the pace and trotted into the trees. There were paths to mark.. but first - she had to put some distance between them.. Now that Jaysyek was out of immediate danger, Vlarindara trusted Elettra to handle Kiche should it come down to a fight or something of the like..

last post too, then fin? :D

She would let him go then and in this moment, Elettra would know the woman held a stronger heart then she. She'd offer second chances, where Elettra usually did not- where in most of her life, she had not even known such a thing. "I'll take the tail." El's words were but a mumble as she snarled, offering even a snort as she spat into the man's direction- no more then scum, in her pale eyes. "Watch yourself, omega, or you will walk the earth blind, deaf and dumb and all the world will laugh and sneer in disgust of the hideous creature you've become." Her words were fierce, vicious not in warning- but a promise. She would be there when he fell and she would be ether the one holding him down, or doing the tearing of flesh her very self. She would dare him now as she turned away, following suit not far behind Vlarindara.