Zanu chuckled slightly, though distaste was embedded in it. Ofcaurse that beast would, he found it a game, something Zanu couldn't imagine. Even though his old pack didn't have the best reputation. Suddenly Zanu remembered that Khar had exited the den, and for once he didn't know why.
Zanu brushed it off and stepped forward. "Well, if no one else is going to do it, I will. It would be best to put her out od her misery." He spoke with a drear voice.
Khar glided over the thick cloud cover, where he couldn't be seen. He needed to take some time off from that pack, violence always seemed to be occurring. Wolves seemed to be very thickle, one moment their talking about being a pack, the next their driving others off. Zanu let a small sigh escape his beak. A small break in the clouds gave the Red Kite a glimpse of the land below and he spotted the horned wolf with his keen eye sight. He brought his wings into his sides, plummeting through the clouds, then spreading his wings again he scanned the forest from lower, he quickly found the wolf again.