The murderer was lurking a few tree lengths away, watching the three wolves dig a grave for the wolves. The Wolf blinked then let out a blood curdling howl, before dashing off.
Mountain looked at Duni, "We will report it to the alpha. Then we wi-" he was cut off by an unnaturally eerie, long howl. He started into the woods, his yellow eyes scanning for anything, but he saw nothing. He walked closer, his tail high and his hackles up. "That was not normal. That must've been the murder." He turned back and begin to dig faster, then began to drag the body to the hole. The blood from the wound dragged the ground.