Once Lunar was walking away, Diablo pounced on him. Both rolled around. Lunar had a hold of Diablo's neck, and Diablo had a good hold of Lunar's shoulder.

"Lunar!" Morpheus called again picking up his pace as the scent got stronger. He saw Diablo and Lunar locked in combat. "Diablo leave him alone. This is between you and me. Not my son."

Diablo let go, but as he ran off he left a painful scar on Lunar's eye. "Dad?" He asked, looking up, his left eye shut from wounds.

"Lunar what do you think you were doing?" Morpheus asked as he walked up to his son. He licked Lunars wounds. "Come on we have to get that healed."

"Dad, my eye is fine it's pnly a scratch, and my shouler only has a scrape, no bood involved"

"Your not fine. I want you checked out by a healer. And stay away from that wolf. He's dangerous." Morpheus said as he lead the way back to the pack.

"Dad i'm fine!" Lunar growled, his head down, and his ears back.

"I don't care what you say. Go back to the pack." Morpheus said as he turned to go after Diablo. "And see the pack healer or your mom will kill me." He called as he started to run.

Lunar growled, and chose to ignore him. He then walked back to the den, and laid beside his mother.

Morpheus was to far away to hear the growl. He stopped and sniffed the air searching for Diablos scent. "Diablo I know your out here." He called into the trees.