Grey wolf trotted through the town, his mane already soaked in the blood of the previous kill, he was already looking for a second. The first was two easy, he knew his bounty was high enough for he had already killed one, and attacked another. Though he didn't know -exactly- what kind of reward humans gave to each other. His lifted his nose, hoping to find the tender flesh of young humans, hopefully a pack of them. two or three would do nicely. Though he kept his scent and direction away from kids with their dogs. He just wanted to find them alone. kill them before they knew what was happening.

His right ear stayed behind him, while his left ear veared to the side, His eye kept straight forward. Ready to dodge if something were to jump out at him.

A truck came cruising by at a slow but moderate rate. Chained up and jogging behind the truck was an exhausted pit bull, being 'trained' by his master for endurance. Despite the relatively cold air, the man driving the truck had his window down so he could hear things more clearly. He hadn't yet noticed Viscious, and his truck was easily going slow enough for the canine to catch up.

The pit bull gave Viscious a dogged side-glance but didn't bother trying to bark or lunge his way. He was too exhausted from his miles of jogging that his owner was forcing him to do, and noxious from the fumes the tailpipe sputtered out at him. As awkward as it looked to have a dog chained, jogging behind a vehicle, the man could get away with it. He simply explained he needed to excercise his dog and was too tired to walk him on a leash. The officers, not much caring for the animal's wellfare, and being rather corrupt for the most part in this town anyway, let it slide.

The grey wolf heard the car driving by, looking at the pit bull and how exhausted it was. He came with a plan, Attack the dog until the owner noticed, then kill the owner. And finish the dog. Maybe wait for a human or two to come. depending on the mob side. He cantered up to the brute and smirked. growling softly. " You hate being chained up. Being forced to do the human will. I'll help you, i'll free your soul." With his last words, he lunged at the dogs throat, if he were to succesfully tear it, he'd only do enough damage to make the dog paralized. to whimper to the pathetic human to come to his rescue. so he could take his kill.

The dog snarled at Vicious and lunged at him when he found out his intents. Vicious's jaws clamp around a metal collar, saving the pit from a deadly wound. The dog sunk his fangs into the side of Vicious's face and shook at him. The owner didn't yet realize what was going on and kept driving.

He felt his blind side of his face tear into pain. He tore away from the pit, Then smirked, noticing that the owner didn't stop. He jumped and grabbed at one of the pits back legs, then braced himself. Claws dug their best into the concrete. hoping the human would choke his own febel pet to death.

The pit bull snarled and barked. He struggled between lunging forward to keep himself from being choked and reaching back to try and bite Vicious; which he coudn't do.

Hearing all the barking, the man looked back and saw what was happening. The truck jerked to a halt and the man jumped out. He grabbed a cro-bar from the bed of his truck, but didn't attack yet. Instead, he gave a furtive glance about to be sure no one was watching him. Then he waited to see the fight!

The pit bull now turned and tried to sink his fangs into Vicious's muzzle. His tail began to wave now that he saw his master was watching. Despite being ill-treated and abused by his master, the pit bull didn't knew he must please the human or he'd be killed or starved to death. Such was his life.

Muscled brute saw the human, knowing he wanted to see the fight between him and his prisoner. The wolf backed away and growled at the human. Seeing the cro-bar he stayed a bit away, since he knew how they felt. Without warning the grey wolf lurched at the pit's muzzle, hoping to crush it with his sharp fangs. His eyeless socket filled with black from the previous attack from the pit-bull. He crushed down hoping to break his snout.


Maura seemed to come out of nowhere. The black huntress was now the size black frye had been. She lunged at the man with the crowbar from behind aiming for his neck. She knew that if the man was left unattended he would attack the wolf in one way or another esspecially if his pit bull was killed by the brute. She used her heavy weight againsts the man the best she could trying to bring him to the ground before he had a chance to react.

The man would have surely beaten Vicous senseless or chased him off, because he had worked with aggressive dogs so much before. But Maura had come upon him by complete surprise. As he was watching his dog and the other fight, he felt a vague rush of wind and then pain. He lurched forward and fell heavily to the ground as fangs bore into the back of his neck. The man tried to reach around and throw the wolf off before it was too late...

The pit bull would have avoided the attack, but after lunging at the end of his chain, he nearly choked for an instant by his own momentum. Vicious's jaws closed on the pit's muzzle, preventing him from biting. But the fighting dog was thrashing his head about and struggling so much that it was nearly impossible for Vicious to break his jaws.

Maura bit down harder on the mans neck out of reflex. She felt herself thrown off though but not by far. As soon as her back paws touched the ground she was launching again into a vicious attack. She wasn't aiming anymore just snapping at anywhere she could get to. Her red eyes were ablaze with fury now. Her attacks never stoped but jsut kept coming one after another. 


He jumped back and saw the she wolf attacking his prey. He snarled at her for attacking the human "he's mine" He roared. and when the man had his attention on the fea, he took his great leap and with his great jaws, aimed to crush in the humans skull.

The was badly wounded from Maura's attacks, but somehow had managed to roll over to a sitting position and back up against his truck. His arms were sheilding his throat on face, taking the blunt of the damage from the attacking wolf. He swung his cro bar at her with all his might...

The man didn't notice Vicious coming for him, and it wouldn't have done him any good anyway. But luckily for the man, his head was just too big and round for Vicious to crush it in one bite. Instead, the canine's teeth tore to the bone and cut long furrows in the flesh. The many bloodways of the scalp now caused profuse bleeding. If they kept up the attack, the man was doomed to die soon.

The pit bull lunged at the end of his chain, just out of reach of any of them. He snarled and barked wrathfully, terribly frustrated that he was confined.

Maura didn't care if it was his prey or not. She knew about man more then others and they could be faster then wolves if they needed to be. Maura watched for her chance. When She saw it she leapt for the mans stomach and snapped at it without rest.

Grey demon threw his jaws around the humans neck. He would not rest until they were placed to his licking. And when they were he would chomp the life from the worthless creature. Then when he was done, He would attack the puny dog again. Distroy both creatures in one day. The thought of punishing the other wolf flickered in his mind. He wanted this to be -his- kill, -his- bounty. He didn't care how the humans knew of him, or if they even would know of his appearance. Just so long they heed his presence when their doom comes.

The man fought, but being caught off guard had dashed his chances of surviving such a furious onslaught. He struggled still, punching, kicking, swinging his cro-bar... whether he caused damage to them or not, he was soon killed. A bite to the neck and greviously wounds to his abdomen finally ended him.

The dog was still snarling and lunging at the end of his chain, spewing out insults at the two, especially Vicious.

One eyed brute felt the life leave his prey, then turned to the pit bull. Single golden eye shinning out like the sun from a rainy day. He stood snarling for a moment, Then turned to Maura, " You leave him to me" He roared then lunged quickly and powerfully at the beast. Fur at end, claws extended. He aimed for the tender spot below the dogs jaw. Getting as close as he could to his throat while dodging the collar.

"It's more fun to attack prey who can run from you not one who is chained up anyways."

Mauras maw was stained with the blood of the man to her it tasted pretty good. She would have attacked the pit bull herself but it wasn't as much fun since he was chained to the back of the car.

The pit reared up against the chain, snapping and growling still. Being an accustomed fighter, this dog wouldn't be easy to take down. His fangs met Vicious's, tearing at the muzzle and leaving no room for the canine to get at his neck yet.

Two year old gray wolf growled at the juvinial. How dare he be protected by this human contraption. He roared and sneered to the brute. I have foughten many of your kind. And my kills have been easy. He turned his side to the dog, revealing a long scar from his shoulder to his hip bone. The scar of a frightened man swinging aimlessly with a crobar. Once more the wolf lurched at the dog, Aiming for his tender gut.

The dog continued to snap, making it difficult for Vicious to get past those gnashing fangs. "I will garauntee that this will be nothing easy!" his voice was raging. But the speed of a wolf was greater than his, and Vicious managed to get a hold on his side. The pit turned his own fangs on the wolf's body, aching for any place he could sink his powerful jaws into.

The dog managed to get his knee. He shrieked in pain but still would not let go of his enemy. His fangs seeked only to tear into the intestines of the human bred beast. His movements quickened as he jerked his head side to side, trying to tear the flesh from its holder. Trying to damage the internals of the unworhty beast. "Today you die, no if, and's or buts about it."

Guided by instinct that was bred in his blood, Vicious clamped down with all his might on the knee, thrashing it and snarling through clamped teeth, "We will see, mutt!" The snarls quickly wilted though, changing instead to pained yelps as the attacker's fangs bored their way deep into his soft abdomen. Still he did not relinquish his hold and was driven to break the leg he had a hold on.

It was long though before Vicious succeeded in damaging the internal organs and ripping the skin so bad that these organs would be seen if it weren't for all the blood. Still the dog clung to the knee, stuborn but trained hard by his 'master'. It would be long before he was dead.

Three foot brute shook wildly at the intestines. Pushing his face deeper and deeper into the gore of the dog. His face started glistening with the blood from the pit bull. He gave one last deep chomp into his stomach, then lifted his head and back away a bit. Leg limp he quickly turned his fangs to the canines own attack jaw. And since they were closed he quickly attacked the dogs eyes and nose, hoping to blind him with pain. More or less, he was ready to make the little monster let go of his knee. "I can use that later, My killing spree is not over, and it shant be over until I am most wanted for killing humans and their pathetic pets." With a final growl he flung his leg back to straighten the pit's neck. Then launched his fangs full force to the throat.

The dog hung gravely to the knee still, but finally let go to snap at Vicious's face. But already it was too late. The dog sunk down to his stomach which was so badly mangled that their was no chance for him anyway. Even before Vicious tore at his throat, the dog was dyeing. His jaws fell lax with the rest of his body; the dog was dead.

He looked at the dead dog. Himself bathed in the dogs blood. He turned to the bitch and growled in a low tone. Bother me again, and it will be you laying on the floor He turned and continued to look for more humans to kill. Hoping to find the three little kids he would tear to shreds. to let the parents find and bawl over.. maybe he could hide and kill the parents as well when they find their precious offspring murdered on the ground

A deafening shot rung out and a bits of rock and snow exploded into the air an inch away from you where a bullet struck the ground. Someone's shooting at you! The shot came from a good distance away, so it would be hard to locate the source... and very dangerous...

Fear and anger flared through his body, He looked for the shot, but couldn't see it, then left as fast as he could out of the lands for find more prey.