The battle spanned the entire duration that the sun was in the sky. The blood soaked fur of the wolves masked the variety of colours that were actually present. The scent of blood was so strong that one could taste it in their mouths. The deafening noises had died down as the remaining intruders fled the scene. One of which was the Evergreen wolf that Zira made sure to keep alive, so that she would witness her failure. The wolf ran with her tail between her legs and her ears flat against her head. "Don't be a party pooper." Zira quipped as she reached the Evergreen wolf in one leap, crushing her hopes of escape in an instant. Ward followed up with a kick to the wolf's head which immediately decapitated her.
Zira then shouted at the rest who scrambled to get as far away from them as possible, “Come again soon!”
“Zira.” Ward's voice was thick with worry. Zira tried to grab his hand but he dodged it. “I’m-“
“Follow me.” Zira interrupted him, then dashed off.