Willie
*Tythis grunted as the beast lunged and managed to sink it's teeth into his ankle, and Tythis could only bash his shield into its skull as hard as he could in the hopes that he could daze and then continue to bash and kill it. He let go of the sword to propel the shield down harder, deciding he could grab it in a moment. He didn't want to have to slog back with a broken ankle, and he certainly was not dying here.*
Denny
*The initial bash would not stop the beast, as dazed or not, it would simple continue to tighten its bite. However, the continual basing with the shield would serve to crack its skull and eventually heavily damage the brain, killing the Korvac Dog. It's teeth would steel be lodged in Tythis' leg, serving no more than several gouges. All the Dogs were slain, and Tythis was free to move about freely once he pried the deceased animal's mouth off of himself.*
Willie
*Tythis bashed a few more times than was probably needed, but he stopped when he realized the mutt had stopped tightening its grip on his ankle. With a disgruntled sigh, he grabbed both sides of the beast's mouth, albeit at an awkward angle because of his shield, and pried the damned thing's jaws from his leg. 

Fortunately, for all of its effort, the boots Tythis was wearing saved his leg from being mangled and destroyed. Though, the boot would have to be replaced, and that bite would still have him limping.

Tythis let out a hiss of pain once the teeth were free, and he tried not to put too much weight on it. The disgusting stench of beast blood hit him, and he felt tired now that his adrenaline was ebbing away. 

Pulling his leg away, Tythis used his shield as a makeshift cane as he went and retrieved all of his equipment, the dagger and his sword really the only things he could grab. The bolts had broke while the dogs were still charging. After sheathing his blades, he took out the sketch, and hobbled over to their den, trying to see if he could spot what remained of the Elf's dog and his collar.*
Denny
*Amidst a remarkably mangled skeleton would be the medallion matching the sketch. The collar was nowhere to be seen, and the bit of metal was bent, but identifiable. Something could be heard from deeper in the den, something like scratching and... Whimpering?*
Willie
*Tythis looked around, spotting the medallion and swiping it off of the floor. No collar though. He hoped that the karvoc dogs didn't just rip the thing to shreds for fun...

He stopped. He could hear something, a scratching noise and whimpering. With slightly widened eyes, Tythis walked forward, a little cautious now, and hand resting on his pommel.
Denny
*The might was dim here, the sunlight from the evening barely illuminating the inside of the den. Towards the back of the den, movement, and then... Two Korvac Pups moved out to be seen. One barked nervously, while the other quietly whispered behind it. They didn't show much aggression, nor were they at the age that could really harm someone. Or hunt, for that matter.*
Willie
*Tythis's vision slowly started to lack color, as he made his way back towards the den. He had night vision, like most Water Macen did. But, it never failed to unnerve him whenever the color started draining from... Well, everything. Likewise, he could easily see the two puppies in the back of the cave, their figures and mannerisms suggesting nervousness and fear. 

Tythis looked at them, thinking for a moment. He couldn't very well just leave them here. They couldn't hunt at this age, he was pretty sure, and he doubted a kindly pack of Karvoc dogs would pick them up and raise them as their own. But he couldn't take them back, either.

Not only would his employer most likely be more than unhappy that he decided to take in two of the creatures that killed his loyal pup, but he did not have the money, space, or time to properly figure out how to raise two Karvoc dogs of all things. Could they even be tamed? And he surely wouldn't be going back after he completed this job. Not with this leg injury, anyways.

No. Tythis realized that, really the only merciful option was to give both of them a swift death, instead of leaving them to starve or be eaten like the dog was.

He slowly approached, using his shield to support himself still, and kneeled down to the dogs. They still looked and sounded nervous. He took out his dagger, and raised his arm... The slammed it forward, and if he should slay the first beast without resistance, he would do the same to the second with little hesitation.*
Denny
*The grisly business would be done without struggle, with the pups not knowing how to defend themselves. The quiet that followed after would hopefully not be to haunting for Tythis. The road back to the High Elf would be clear of any danger, with the Karvoc Dogs being the prominent danger in that part of the wilds. The sun would still be above the horizon for another hour.*

*The evening air would be a bit cold, though.*