MY HEART'S RACING, TRYING TO CATCH UP TO YOU

He was late, hell he didn't care. Word hadn't come to him till just breifly before he left Diveen, had it been any other situation he might not have worried, they had enough wolves in the party but he had heard a name and that had made the blood boil deep down inside his flesh. His heart pounded as he beat a smooth and silent path across the landscape between Diveen and Tavoria, though he has taken a round about way to get to the other pack and has come from the direction in which Vidar is running. He can smell the fear roll across the air and his lips peel back, he just wants to kill the one that had tried to harm his pups. He spots the black mangled wolf and the one that follows close on his heels. He also spots what is assumed as a Tavoria wolf that chases in the same direction some feet a head of him to land himself upon Tobias. A low growl slips through his teeth.

Beowulf had been going at a lope, a small bag in his mouth for he did not want to come unprepaired. Both death and life were held together in the small pelt and he would use both as he needed. Another black wolf is quick to follow and this one he knows to be of Diveen but one that he hasn't seem much of. He is quick to drop the bag in a small knoll of a tree and knows that he will be back later for it. Beowulf never travels without his tools. As soon as the bag touches down he is off again and this time he is out for blood. If the Tav wolf didn't want to spill blood then Beowulf was mighty sure he'd do as much of the spilling as he could. A snarl deep and rich in tenor vocals rips from his through as he closes in on the small group, he can smell others. Heyel, Malina, he doesn't bother watching for them at this moment as he leaps into the fray.

Coza has gone to the mid point, trying to halt the progression of Tobi, cutting the path between him and the other black male that runs for his life. Devil is there too, with the two of them pinning down or attempting to pin down Tobi, Beo takes a position in front of the fleeing wolf "Man up boy," he says as he races past the other and towards the scuffle that had ensued. Feet grapple at the ground and while Devil is aiming for the shoulder of Tobi and Coza has the front half Beo puts all of his weight on his fore paws and throws his body around, as his back feet touch the ground they dig in to slow his forward momentum and allow him to take aim at the back half of Tobi's body. "Bonus dies mortis" his words growl out of his lips as he launches ontop of the male and tries to force him to the ground adding his weight to that of Devils. His teeth try to take hold of the scruff of Tobi and should he slip free just as Devil, Beo will be back at it until he does latch on and he does drag him down.

"talks like this"