Warren heard the yelp as a wolf fell from his back. He was too distracted to notice if it had been hit by another wolf or not. He thew off the second wolf and turned as a third jumped at him. He brought it down with a swing of his paw. It yelped and stayed down whining as he turned again.<br/><br/>He noticed several of the wolves down witharriws in them. Then he saw her.... The shifter from the town.... She held a bloody knife as sh looked at him. He took a step forward then he was hit as the last wolf bit into his neck. This one was larger than the others. He shook and tried to throw it off as it tore at his neck.<br/><br/>Finally he loosened its grip and ripped it off. It tore into his muscle deeply but he went after it and pinned it to the ground. He snapped its neck as it struggled to tear at him. He dropped it and sat as his wounds made him dizzy.<br/><br/>He shook his head and turned to leave. He had to leave before he lost conciseness .... He ran for a few minutes until he tripped. He couldn't get up so he lay there and tried to block the pain. His wounds wouldn't kill him.... But he was weakened... He passed out as he struggled to stand again.