[color=7ea7d8][b][center]Sasha - Skoll[/center][/b][/color]

Indignation swung through Sasha's spine, causing her form to go rigid and her head to snap up as if struck. Dark eyes blazing with rage, she shot the Ulfric a surprisingly challenging look as he swept past her and into the house. Her hands curled into fists, itching to bruise flesh as the need to let the beast spill upwards until she shifted coursed through her veins. The anger that suffused her flesh with hot blood was hardly seen beneath the dark skin, but surely the scent of blood closer to her skin was obvious to the others. Shooting the hunter a look of menace, Sasha stalked past Marrec's bulky form and into the forest, ignoring the other enforcer's murmured protest. 

Although she heard a howl raise up from a distance, Sasha gave no notice. It was a warning howl, but the concerns of the pack at large mattered little to Sasha. Growling deep in her chest, the werewolf sprinted into the forest and let the night take her rage. She moved with an ethereal grace that carried her over roots and holes hidden by snow that might otherwise have caused injury, her form a liquid shadow beneath the snow-laden trees.

She barely stopped before she came upon the cliff, spraying a cloud of snow over the edge. Staring down at what appeared a short and soft drop but in truth was sheer and lethal, Sasha slowly sank down until she lay splayed in the snow, wiggling her form until she was nearly buried. The cold seemed to leech away some of her hot rage, but the woman still released small intermittent growls. [i]Cane. Cane. I'll push him right off this damn cliff,[/i] she thought with some acid, another growl trickling from her throat.


[color=7ea7d8][b][center]Marrec - Hati[/center][/b][/color]

Although he wasn't as surprised to see Sasha armed and ready for bear, Marrec knew her aggressive behavior would likely be bad form presently. The sight of the Lupa close behind made the man bite back a groan, knowing how protective the Ulfric was of the blinded werewolf - allowing her near danger was unacceptable, and the Ulfric responded in line with Marrec's train of though. Despite his predictions, Marrec's black eyes widened with surprise at the Ulfric's swift deterioration in mood. Even the mellow enforcer couldn't help but feel a spark of anger over Sasha's treatment. He moved to catch the woman before she stormed away, but Sasha dodged him and was soon out of sight. Heaving a sigh, Marrec turned back to the hunter and leveled him a less-than-friendly look.

[color=7bcdc8]“You heard the Ulfric. Get naked, man. Do it slowly.”[/color]

Crossing muscular arms across his chest and bracing his legs apart, Marrec stared the other man down, which was not the easiest feat given the similar heights. His focus on the man wavered briefly in response to the howl of a fellow werewolf, but Marrec didn't deviate from his present task.