Bone was laying in the middle of camp, each wolf had nipped him... though the only one that had seriously hurt was when Alpha had done it. It was more a bloody mauling, then a nip. Bone knew he had overstepped his boundaries at the border... and he knew he deserved this. The sight of his brother though, was too much. For a brief moment, he wondered where Soul was heading off too as he said goodbye to his mate... and left the camp as the sun set.<br/>--<br/>Soul was really mad at that good for nothing Bone. His shoulder was licked clean, and his wound was not as bad as it had seemed, though it still stung.