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As soon as EternalRose had successfully head-butted her human companion (now call that because Rose actually has a guilty conscience), she walked away calmly as though nothing had happened. She also came to a conclusion that moving away from Rayan, who seemed to be the target for unfortunate 'accidents', would be very wise. She strolled to where Flamehaze stood and then turned to watch the two riders. She vaguely wondered if she should start defending Rayan anytime soon. Alice seemed to be a little... intense.

There was silence for a while from Rose as she watched fairly unconcerned while Alice proceeded to destroy Rayan's beloved hair. I don't think you're immature. She suddenly decided to inform Flamehaze without glancing at him.

Haze frowned softly as his rider ignored the warning growl. Normally she had enough decency not to curse aloud unless her temper was beginning to flare. The battle scarred wolf was moderately surprised at how well Alice had kept so long without physically striking out at the former Sergeant. Normally after something like the 'gender-confused' remark, Alice would throttle the Apprentice or Recuit who had been foolish enough to throw such an accusation at the newly appointed Sergeant until he could quickly pull her off the mangled body. Normally, when Alice was still an Apprentice, the wolf would sit on her until she'd finally calm down. But he hadn't tried to attempt this again, now that he was fully grown. Haze relaxed at the sound of Rose's soft voice, but still kept his eyes warily on the former and new Sergeants. Thank you... he murmured appreciatively, ears flicking slightly as Rayan rolled away in time from having his hair ruined even more. I wonder... he spoke softly to the other wolf while thinking carefully. Who should we be more worried about, Alice or Rayan...?

Eyes narrowing, Alice instinctively leaned back as Rayan's hand came a bit too close for comfort. Her chest wasn't flat like most everyone believed it to be, but because she often wore such a heavy jacket, it was quite hard to tell. What she had on underneath the coat, on the other hand, made it possible to make out her feminine shape, as she wore a thin, sleeveless, nylon shirt, much like that of an Under Armour shirt. However, it was because hardly anyone saw her without the jacket that they assumed she was a boy at first glance.
"That all depends," she quipped, glancing disdainfully down towards the lower half of Rayan's body. "Are you sure you're a guy, or have you gotten carried away with too many socks?"

Alice's expression shifted tentatively at Rayan's last remark. She had been holding back before, simply for her respect of what Rayan's previous rank had been. But it had taken one sentence for Alice to so quickly throw her morals aside. "You're right," she admitted, gracefully taking another two steps towards the Private. "I really should begin establishing more ordinance with the patrol." Grinning impishly, Alice tipped her chin down and peered at him thoughtfully from beneath her brows. "Let's start with you," Hand bolting up, she quickly grasped the knot on his uniform and gave it a sharp tug froward as her knee shot up with incredible speed. However, Alice wasn't able to see if she had successfully hit her target as she was promptly raised to Rayan's eye level. The girl twisted around to see that Haze had hoisted her into the air by grasping the back of her jacket's collar much the same way a wolf would pick up a pup by the scruff of it's neck.

"Haze!" Alice barked in annoyance as she tried to squirm out of the tall wolf's grip. Put me down this instant. I have to kick this bloke's a**! Are you listening to me? Don't pull away; that's retreating!!

Ignoring his rider's complaints, Flamehaze grunted irritably as the girl swung feebly from his jaws. It was like having a little pup of a sister who needed to be pulled away whenever she poked her nose in places where it didn't belong. He attempted to pull Alice back so she wouldn't be in kicking range of Rayan, but the girl held firmly onto the knot of the distraught Private's uniform.

Rose let her gold eyes flicker to Haze when he spoke. The beta brought up a good point although 'worry' was not the term she would use. Who should they root for, would be more accurate. Sadly for Rayan (her 'rider'), she did not have an immediate answer.

Suddenly, Haze seemed to notice things getting out of hand and started towards the pair. EternalRose moved with him from instinct but paused when she realized what the darker wolf was trying to do. She looked from one human to the other as they threw insults at eachother at a frightening speed. Luckily for Rayan, his vulgar comments passed over her head along with the rest of the two human's pleasent conversation. Standing a few feet from the two arguing creatures and the beta, she vaguely wondered if she sould do something.

Cinnamon buns. Her ears instantly perked at those heavenly words appearing from Rayan's lips. She looked at her human eagerly and then rewinded what he said in her mind. Her undivided attention was then drawn to Alice.

Her eyes suddnely darkened and her once bored expression turned deadly serious. A low snarl erupted from her throat as golden eyes glared steadily at Alice as she more or less stalked over to the trio. Her lips and bared ivory fangs were now so close to the girl's arms that the woman could probably feel Rose's warm breath. The pink wolf was clearly intent on making Alice let go and knowing Rose, the wolf would think little of a bite or two to accomplish her task (after all, Rayan survived several of her nips before).

Rayan would've given himself a nice pat on the back (literally) if he hadn't still ben in the woman's death grip. He knew Rose loved cinnamon buns and that a simple mention could get her to do pretty much anything short of attacking Feral (although that would've been interesting to see). However, he also noticed that the sudden threat from Rose had Haze on edge. But his attention was momentarily lost as he felt the tension of the pull released and he nearly stumbled backwards.

"Hey!" he muttered in surprise before realizing that this had been what he wanted. Rayan allowed a triumphant smirk to spread over his face as he looked down at Alice, ready to say something utterly cool. But his expression fell into one of concern when he noticed that she seemed to be in pain. Not that he cared for her personally, but he had always been caring towards his Patrol (especially as a Sergeant) and old habits die hard.

For the moment, Rayan disregarded the tension that had developed before the two wolves, knowing full well that Rose was more than capable of talking her way out of sticky situations (or fighting, if cinnamon buns were involved). But he watched Alice carefully and noted that she was favoring the back of her head, and the rock she had just thrown away looked suspiciously red. Yet the woman seemed not to notice her own injury, which he thought was incredibly stupid.

So when she addressed him, Rayan ignored her and strode quickly around her to examine the back of her head. As expected, she was bleeding and didn't even know it! "Stupid, you're hurt! How do you expect to take care of others when you can't even take care of yourself!" Honestly, he hadn't meant to sound so harsh, but he always got frustrated when any of his Patrol members got harmed. And to not notice? He had half a mind to throw her over his shoulder and take her to the healers, but that might not have sat well with Haze, especially since he already seemed on edge.

"Sorry, Rose, but your cinnamon buns will have to wait. This idiotic woman over here needs to go see a medic before there's any permanent damage," he gave Rose a stern look, knowing she would probably trample him for keeping her away from her favorite treat. Turning back to Alice, he realized he might've sounded a little too concerned. He quicky rectified that. "Not that it would matter, you don't have much in that brain to begin with."

Alice frowned and sighed exasperatedly as Rayan came over, so sure that he was going to gloat his superiority after her little fall. However, the girl was moderately taken aback as he pointed out her stupidity for getting hurt. A deadpan expression fell over her face as she thought to herself 'That, of all things...'. She had figured she had only bumped her head and obtained a nasty-looking bump, but was mildly surprised when she removed her hand from the back of her head to see the white stripes on her gloves were stained in a dark crimson liquid. "Bugger..." she murmured before hastily switching her gaze back to the older male. "Well excuse me if I don't have freakin' eyes on the back of my bloody head!" she hissed as she tore the blood-stained evidence from her hand and shoved it in her pocket. Alice relaxed a bit as she strained to hear what Haze was trying to say to her, but in her shock-stricken mind, it sounded like a bunch of gibberish. "Not to worry," she assured the wolf with a toothy grin at his worried expression. "Nothing some staples can't handle."

Haze looked at his rider through the corner of his eyes with concern at the mention of staples. Surely this girl hit her head harder than he thought... His attention was adverted as Rose spoke up. He tried to prevent from cringing as she tried to take the blame for what happened to Alice. He was mentally abusing himself for nearly taking up such a lethal stance before, and the fact that Rose had shrank down in submission only made him hate himself even more. It's not your fault... he replied solemnly as he tried to find another reason to mentally disown himself. He still wasn't sure what cinnamon buns were, but figured they were to Rose as Klondike bars were to humans... and he wasn't quite sure what those were either.

A twitch passed over Alice's features briefly at mention of a medic. Hell. No. She cocked a brow at Rayan's last statement and folded her arms over her chest. "Obviously." she snorted sarcastically. "Because everyone knows Damien would chose someone completely clueless to take the position of a Sergeant. What was he thinking?" Keeping her gaze firm and steady was hard when there was warm, sticky blood trickling down her neck and seeping into her undershirt.

Her eyes narrowed at lack for a witty response on her part. The more blood she lost, the more she lost her knack of a sharp tongue. So badly did she want to pull out of her drenched jacket at that moment, however she would not risk standing in the cold in her thin, sleeveless shirt.
The young woman glanced down at the pink wolf with a look of forgiving, leaning up against Haze as her vision started to swim in front of her and shielded her eyes with her bare hand, as though the sun's glare had intensified tenfold. She didn't truly hate Rayan, but she didn't believe that a cut to the back of the head would make him change his mood towards her. She had taken enough crap from everyone else in patrol and the last thing she needed was the man whose position she had taken to be ridiculing her as well. Unaware of Haze trying to lick away the blood at the base of her skull, Alice scoffed warily.

"If you're so disappointed with Damien's decision, then why don't you let me die out here?" she murmured, slowly loosing the strength from her voice but managing to keep a firm posture. She doubted a cut to the back of the head would kill her, but maybe it would get the persistent Private to back off. "You can convince our Captain to replace me with a more obedient girl, like a little puppy, with more respect towards her elders and a much larger chest... something more to your liking, eh gov'ner?"

Alice lifted her head from her hand and glared at the man standing before her. The last thing that would make her back down from help was her pride. No, she had more personal reasons against the medics.
"If the medics couldn't save my mother," she retorted darkly. "Then what could I possibly expect for them to do for me?" Alice was quite sensitive on the topic of her mother and would refrain from mentioning her at all to anyone, but the blow to the back of her head had caused her train of thought to become distorted. There was a twinge of pain beneath the hard shell of her glare, however she wouldn't resort to crying over her late mother at a time like this. A thought occurred to the young woman and she was back to her teasing disposition, or at least an attempt at trying to be good humored. A weak smirk crawled onto her face. "Or what?" Her tone of voice had returned to being silky and mature. Obviously she wouldn't put up much of a fight if Rayan dragged her to the medic himself, considering her current state. (not that she could overpower him in the first place) However, if Alice could somehow smooth talk her way out of a one-way trip to the medic, then maybe Rayan would give up and leave her alone. The only problem with that, was all the years of experience of dealing with pleading Apprentices that Rayan had tucked under his belt.

Rose watched the exchange between the two humans nervously. The pale-colored wolf could almost sense the irritation rolling of Rayan even without a bond (it was actually not that hard to tell). It caused her to become more restless as the two continued their bickering or flirting or whatever it could be considered. She wasn't such how badly Alice was hurt; however, she could smell the distinct and uncomfortable metallic scent of blood lingering in the air. Surely Alice would want to get that checked. She didn't understand very clearly why the human was so strongly against the idea. Perhaps being with Rayan was started to kill her logical brain cells faster than Rose had anticipated.

Suddenly, Rayan moved forwards and Rose perked her ears curiously and fairly enthusiastically. Although she expected the man to do something dramatic, Rose was still slightly surprised and highly amused when her human companion swung the woman over his shoulder. Although she was not usually one to support kidnapping or manhandling, Rose was silently cheering him on. She moved forwards instantly realizing Rayan would probably want a faster transportation (i.e. wolf)… although watching him run to the medics himself would be quite amusement. Unfortunately, they also had Alice to consider.

Rose paused. She suddenly remembered Flamehaze when Rayan spoke up again. She dropped her ears back to its proper position and eyed him warily. Frequent encounters with Feral made her very cautious of higher ranking wolves. Slowly, she started towards Rayan again and nudged her large head between his feet. In one swift movement, she hoisted Rayan and his 'baggage' onto her back. I do apologize for kidnapping your rider… perhaps you would like to supervise? She offered Haze timidly as she started to move towards where the medics should be located.

"Darling, I'm not that shallow when it comes to the Patrol. Your inexperience is what makes me think you are unfit for this rank, and until you prove otherwise..." Rayan allowed the sentence to hang, not wanting to admit that she was already on the verge of impressing him with her defensive and stubborn (yet annoying) attitude. And to resist his manly charms, why that definitely deserved to have some recognition!

Ignoring her protests, Rayan proceeded to stalk towards the healer's building (which he had momentarily forgotten the exact location of, so he was just walking aimlessly for now). But her remark had him slightly intrigued - was she inviting him to grope her? Well, he was pretty close to doing it now anyways, might as well since she did give him permission.

"Stop arguing with me, Sergeant. I'm still bigger than you," Rayan retorted as he countered her pulling rank by pulling...size. He'd never been one to listen to his superiors before and he wasn't about to start now. But before he could say anymore, he found himself loosing balance as the ground rose up under him. It took him a few seconds to keep a good hold of Alice and keep his own balance until he realized that it had simply been Rose coming to give them a lift. How kind of her.

"Thanks, Rose," he said affectionately, resisting the urge to rub the wolf's neck (since doing so would require dropping the woman over his shoulders). But then Rayan noticed that she had pressed her head into his back and grown deathly silent, which worried him. He shifted her as gently as he could and pulled her down from over his shoulder, allowing her to sit in front of him.

Rayan looked over her head, which was easy considering her shorter stature, and noted that the wound was worse than it had looked before. "Hey, don't fall asleep on me now." He shook her gently, enough to keep her conscious but hopefully not too hard as to cause her more pain. Glancing back, he noticed that Haze was also following. Good, if she accidentally fell off, hopefully the other wolf would be quick enough to catch her.

But really, she should be honored to be in this position. Any other woman would kill to be sitting here so intimately with him. "I still need you alive to take you up on that challenge. And who knows, maybe I'll let you find out some things too," he offered suggestively with a smirk, not caring if she looking at him or not. Even in face of such a serious situation, Rayan would always be Rayan - aka a guy.