The human was acting nervous, almost like a deer that had been crept upon. He considered his options, trying to keep distance between them but ultimately didn't want to take eyes off the predator and expose his flank. There was fear now, stinking and pungent coming through his pores. Colten didn't expect to touch the young man. He only wanted him to listen and was trying to convey that, only he<i>wasn't</i>listening. He was giving him orders instead and Colten was shaking his head. Colten followed him as he tried to put the tree between them, hands out, preparing to reach for him and hold him there while he explained if necessary.<br/><br/>The human turned suddenly and bolted.<br/><br/>“No!” Colten shouted.<br/><br/>He hadn't run from him before. There hadn't been much reason for him to. Lofgren exhausted that game, making the boy run so he could give chase until eventually, he'd stopped. When Colten had gotten him there wasn't much fight left, just desperation. He gave chase but he didn't shift. He just wanted to talk, not really to scare him but even Colten had to admit he enjoyed running full stride after something that was actually running from him. He didn't get to experience that so often and he understood why Lofgren elicited the game. He shouted after him telling him to stop but the human listened about as well as he had before. Colten would have to catch him and luckily for him he was simply running in a blind panic. It wasn't that difficult to run him out a little and wait for him to make a mistake. Once he'd done so he closed the distance, snagging the human's arm and bringing him down.<br/><br/>Colten didn't have the strength of some wolves but for a skinny human, it wasn't so bad. Never a fair fight when he wrestled with some of the others but with this one the odds were in his favor.<br/><br/>“I'm not going to do anything! I only wanted to talk to you and you're not listening,” Colten growled, pulling and shoving as he tried to gain control over the flailing body. He wasn't the weak thing he had once been and Colten was getting genuinely frustrated. Up close now the scent hit him like a sack of potatoes. It should have served as a warning. Claimed. He knew that scent too. It was familiar to him in some way.. the one that had gone after him. He wasn't the most clever wolf out there but even he was able to decipher the implications.<br/><br/>“Fuck, that's why..” If he had any sense he would have removed his hands and let the boy go yet Colten believed in this he wasn't doing anything wrong. He was here to make things right yet that wasn't how it seemed to the wolf the human was mated to.<br/><br/>For Eivind, there was no explanation that would have been good enough to explain the situation he'd propelled himself towards. There was no thinking. Only rage. Blue was struggling; frightened and panicked. The other wolf was grabbing, keeping him down and Eivind didn't hesitate. It was more than enough but when the little wolf saw him he had enough sense to scramble away and shift to his wolf form. Likely to run, but it was too late. Even with Eivind's injury, he wasn't letting him get away. Shifting had taken precious seconds and once the tawny wolf realized he wasn't going to be able to get away he turned to defend himself in a hope to protect his more vulnerable areas.<br/><br/>Eivind grabbed his flank and the little wolf whirled around, landing teeth into thick pelt in hoped to dislodge his attacker. Eivind gave a savage shake and bore his weight down, yanking the other beneath him. Eivind sank fangs into the top of little wolf's neck and Colten let out an ear piercing shrieking, limbs flailing as he tried to get away. Eivind shook again but the ruckus continued, especially as he drug out his hold. The wolf had tried to go limp and complacent all the while howling in that high pitched panicked way of his, calling for backup, but the furious wolf refused to loosen his grip. The back of his neck wasn't ideal for a kill but it was enough to truly frighten the little wolf and make it understood what it was like to be powerless. It occurred to Eivind then that this was the same wolf that he'd chased up the side of the mountain. Even if he hadn't raped Blue, which seemed unlikely, he'd gone far enough now to warrant punishment. It was more than what had occurred with Sig. Blue's fear was pure and undiluted making Eivind's aggression almost blinding.<br/><br/>Eivind rattled him like a doll an unruly child was taking their frustrations on. When he was tired of the game; the screaming and the panic he tore out the side of the little wolf's neck. Blood was spurting, hot and thick, and Eivind flopped down over him like he would as he held a dying buck. The wolf had gone quiet, limbs still moving until it was only twitching, and then finally lifeless. Only then did Eivind let him go, stepping off, confident that he'd worked him over properly. He was watching, looking for any remaining movement, almost hoping that there was still some life left in him so that he could give him a few more shakes.<br/><br/>Eivind was covered in blood up to his ears and all down the front of his chest and underside. Panting, it dripped from his lolling tongue and he turned his attention from what was no longer a threat to his mate, trotting over with his head low, seeking affirmation that he hadn't been injured.