(Welcome to pack of the south Samuel :3)
Shatter padded back into her den and dragged out the moss she slept on, "I'm going to dragg this in another direction to lead them off of out trail." she said padding away with the moss dragging on the ground behind her.
Spear now lieing on the ground with blood running from his paw was in very poor shape. The punishment for betraying his master was harsh and he could barely stand, yet master continued to send ojt wolfs to fight him. "Master, don't you think he's been punished enough?" Aron asked "No! He will be lucky to escape with his life today!" Master growled, Aron then looked at Spear a deep sympathy for his brother began to grow inside of him. "Maybe....Spear was right." he thought. The last pack member was about to finish Spear off with a killing bite to the neck, "I never liked you Spear!" the pack member smerked, Then crouching he leapt at Spear. But before he could lay a claw on him Aron was on his paws and had pounced knocking the pack member to the ground he pinned him down. "If you so much as lay a claw on my little brother I'll slice open your neck!" he growled baring his large teeth and tightening the muscles in his tall shoulders.