the lynx pounced on the fox, pushing it away from its grip on the raven. He ravaged at its body with claws sharper than its own, his teeth sinking beneath white fur and puncturing hide. The lynx's body vibrated with the anger he felt, the need to protect the bird surging through him with uncontrollable force. When he felt his attack sufficient, the lynx spun on his heels towards where the birds had come from. "Korbin! It's me! Noah!" He called out, desperation lacing his voice across the attuned bond which had been so empty on his journey.








