*-Harka's POV-*
Kiesha's scent was blurred. It was hard to track. Harka still growled with the tension of Rief's presence and all that mattered at the moment was finding Kiesha.
"No more than a kit," Harka grumbled.
"Stop looking for her," a shodow growled. Harka growled reconizing Rief's voice.
"Why should I?"" Because if you do, well I'm going to have to kill you right here. I won't let you defend the kit anymore. You're a wolf, you shouldn't waste your time babysitting the Bender." Rief paused. "NOw make your choice: Leave, or die."