Zoran | Lone Wolf | Mentions: Agnar

The sound of a threatening snarl made Zoran halt. His white ears flickered forward, now pinned on the wolf who had suddenly emerged from the undergrowth. If Zoran had been any more alert, he may have had a chance to hear the approach of the stranger beforehand, but he had been too distracted. Zoran flicked his tail, now lashing it side to side in a decisive manner. His dark amber eyes followed the large wolf, sizing him up as he spoke.

"What business do you have here, seeking our dead? Rest assured, it will not only be their blood littering this ground if I find you responsible for any part of this."

The tone of the male was not friendly on any account. Zoran wasn't stupid, either. This wolf was obviously a part of the pack, as he had used the words "our dead". The stranger was also emotional, and rightly so, he had just walked into a field of his pack's bodies. And when others were high on emotion, they didn't always think straight. They lashed out, released their anger. And Zoran was not going to be on the other end of it. He had to remain calm. Besides, he wasn't guilty for a single thing here. The nomad had merely walked into the situation.

Zoran eyed the dark colored canine for another moment, taking into account that his opponnent was rather large. Zoran would need some luck if it came down to combat. Deciding to save his strength, he retained a calmer appearance. His own hackles remained flat, even if it took him some self control. He kept a neutral gaze, though he remained on high alert. Based on his hearing and smell, the others were still at a safe distance. That was good. If it was him against two or more, he would need to seriously plan an exit strategy.

"Look, I don't know what happened to your pack. I just walked into the situation because I smelled it and wanted to check and see what was going on. If I had been responsible, don't you think I would smell like blood? Or be injured in some way? I am not. Besides, I wouldn't be dumb enough to stick around long after to face the wrath of their living pack."

Hopefully the brute would see the reasoning and wouldn't be blinded by his rage. But Zoran could only hope. But what were the next steps after this? He couldn't run, unless it was life or death. It would only make him look more suspicious. Would the wolf turn him in? Or let him go?