The sounds of howls and snarls from the entrance of the cave caused Nychta to lift her head. She slowly got up, silently, so she wouldn't wake her sleeping little visitor and headed to the entrance of the cave.
She arrived at a battle-zone, spears of crimson being tossed at an attacking pack, Cassius colliding with a massive dark wolf and snarling. It seemed their visitor had powers as well. Good, no need to hold back then.
With a growl shadows rose up from the ground around her, shadowy figures with snapping jaws, sharp tails and tails, a cloud of viscious darkness under her control. Nychta wasn't going to let her new pup get hurt, not even a little. The cloud of blackness shot forward at her gesture, her eyes burning furiously. Her deep black fur seemed to melt into the darkness surrounding her, giving her a ghostly appearance. Seconds later the shadowy mass crashed into the wolves surrounding and attacking Cassius, the leader he was in battle with and the others that were running away, making sure not to hurt Cassius while the many dark appendages clawed and lashed at their enemies.
Menuo was glad when the bear went down without being killed. Her ties with the undead made her dislike killing immensely, but sometimes it was necessary. She heard howls and snarls in the distance, causing her to look up. 'A fight.' she noted. 'We should check it out, it sounds like a big group.' she said while her guards returned to her side.
A deeply disturbing feeling washed over her, a dark, depressing sensation. Death, something Menuo picked up on quickly, and there was a lot of it. 'It's a slaughter there....' she mumbled. 'It must be a fierce battle...'
(Btw, can it be dusk? I want Nychta to bring about Night time after this fight)