A vixen was laying near the side of a road that led into the town. She was curled up, hiding in the brush where no one could see her, but the fresh scent of her blood carried on the air...

Lady was sneeking along trying her best not to be seen. when the sent of blood filled the air. she followed it to a small bush. she looked around then poked her head inside to see what it was.

There came a sudden, sharp snarl and the vicious clack of fangs as the fox snapped at her. She didn't intent to bite; just to scare, "Leave me be!" She cried out, her voice wavering. The wavering came from the agony she was in and her own fear, although the little vulpine did her best to hide it.

Lady pulled her head back a bit "Easy there Easy." lady said to the fox "I won't hurt you." Lady saw that the fox was injured and wondered why she had to be so mean to others without getting to know them first.

Large Black and gray wolf pup trumbled down the streets, he too smelt the blood of a fox. But it wasn't his first instinct to help it. Crimson reds sought after the creature he smelt, then saw another wolf standing over something. Trotting over to it he saw the fox, "You might not hurt it, but if you don't get it. She's as free a meal as you can get." His fangs began to show. Though he had never hunted in his life. Still a very large wolf for his age, almost 110 pounds already for being 3 months old. He stared in to the foxes eyes and smiled.

The fox shivered violently, her eyes glazed with fear and pain as she looked from Lady to Tyrant. What the she wolf's words had done to calm her a bit were instantly taken back by Tyrants. She hunched down against the ground, her trembling becoming more severe as panic gripped her. Glistening fangs, stained faintly with her own blood, gleamed up at the massive wolf. "L-l-lea-leave m-me b-be!" She stammered rather badly. Her long, once beautiful tail covered the injuries of her body. Although it was clear she was hurt, she still tried to hide the fact. Or at least the severity of it.

"Leave her Be." lady snaped to the other wolf "It is pathetic to hunt someone that can't defend its self." lady showed her fangs "It only shows you are weak and can't hunt your own meals unless someone starts the job for you." she said her stance showed that she was a alpha of a pack and shouldn't be messed with.

The fox glanced from Lady to the other brute, her small body still shaking with fear and pain. But there was a twinge of hope that lifted her spirits as she listened to the alpha's words. Now her eyes shifted to the brute, seeing what his reaction might be.

His eyes shifted with anger now in them. Growling back to her, he didn't care if she would have been queen of the world. His hairs bristled and he blasted a loud snarle to her. Tail high and fuzzing. "It's a free meal is what it is, and I don't need you bitting at me because I'm getting what is there. She's injured anyways. Harmless as a leaf. And I can hunt, I just don't want to at the moment, why cook when the food is on the plate infront of you?!" No, he's not a nice wolf.

Arctic she-wolf entered following the scent of blood. Craters inhaled and exhaled many a time breathing in the scent and following it continuously. She came upon two wolves and what looked like and Grey fox. She padded over growling as the smell of blood was strong. She approached the group and spoke in a sarcastic, malicious hiss.

Well, well, well, what do we have here. Ah, a fox...

She smirked, revealing her sharp razors. Tail swayed slightly. Muscles flexed, claws came out from hiding benath her white,furry paws. She snarled at the fox then cackled.

Pathetic, yet slightly appetising.

She glared from one wolf to the other.

By the way, I'm Rebel.

She turned back to the fox and snapped at it, her canines gleaming. She did not want to bite it, just to scare it. She would eat it though, she would definately eat it, sooner or later.

He growled as the second hunter came close to his kill. Head lifted up and his tail was held at a decent height. "Back off vix, this kill is mine." Ivories glistened as his jaw moved with his words. Nose curled up as his demon red eyes glared into the female's with challenging words. "Go find some other pathetic animal to kill." His lips curled into an evil grin an looked to Lady. "or..." He sneered an evil laugh. "I'm not sure what you think of canabalism? Maybe we can have a meal out of this weak hearted bitch." Though he wasn't in the mood to eat her. He did have the thought of killing her in mind. Hackles rose on in as he inclosed the space around Lady and himself. Ears back, forming the horns of a demon. Snarles blasting every great once in a while as he grew closer and closer.

Temper, temper. Calm down hun, don't worry, i'm not gonna eat your pathertic excuse for a meal. It half-dead anyway. Now where's the fun in killing that?

She-wolf sniggered. She smirked, revealing her viciously, gleaming razors. Audits listened to his next squeaks and she looked from him to the vixen beside her. She turned to face the minx.

Then again...

She began to advance on the minx before she pivoted round to face Tyrant, snapping close to his muzzle.

...we could have you...

She cackled as she gave him a snarl and pinned a sarcastic smirk on her features. With malice glistening in her optics she began to advance on him, snarling, with her claws out and her fangs bared.

Lady backed up a small bit frightened. She watched as rebel turned on Tyrant and took her chance she grabed the fox by the scruff and bolted away from the spot to her home Aspen Grove

In The Shadows You Will See...

His eyes grew slitted with a slight anger. He did not back in fear at all, instead he advanced on her as well. "Are you sure you want to attack me? I have the blood of a killer in me, and I plan not to back down to one such as yourself." Hackels stood on their ends, then lowered himself.

Before he knew it, the world around him began to grow dark. Darkness consuming his mind, until he only saw an outline to the females body. Teeth revealed in a devil's grin and he leaped up for the female. Large canines trying to dig their way into the minx's neck. Mind you he is 125 and still growing.

-Bounty Hunters-

Though the two ran hard towards the Healer's house, Kuma suddenly skidded to a halt. Body perked up, nose twitching as he smelled the air. Raptor had to backtrack to come back to his brother's side, looking around curiously. Without a word the brown male ran forward again, but in a completely different direction then they were first going. With a sigh Raptor followed, he had given up trying to stop Kuma when these things came up.

As dirt changed into cement the two dropped to a soft jog, dodging into the shadows. Raptor turned a bit timid while Kuma strode determinedly forward, what were they doing among the two leggers? The sleek beast thought this as they came, but soon the smell they were following came to overwhelming to ignore. Kuma was on another of his rescue missions.

As the dark shadows of the two facing off beasts appeared Kuma slowed down again to a hunched walk, hackles bristling softly and tail rigid behind him, looking much like a brown, overgrown vulture. If the pup was huge the brown beast was gigantic. There was no one he had yet to meet larger then he. He was truly a giant among the wolves. Though he held a hostile stance he smiled a toothy grin at the two of them. Now what is going around here, a nice game of fangs? Dark eyes surveyed his surroundings, soaking up the information it gave him, with hardly moving his gaze from the two. The smell of the bloody fox and the tree wolves were apparent, surely there was a disagreement.

The second beast was a handsome one, almost completely black if it wasn't for his white spot on his bottom lip and chest. His coat was sleek and smooth and his body barely flawed, there was little to say wrong about him. Besides his size. Strong and enduring he was but he was under average in weight and height, completely dwarfed by his younger brother. In fact, he was the smallest wolf there, how saddening. But what he lacked in strength came back up in his quick thinking and agile movements. His body did not show the same aggression as his brother, but rather cool confidence. He smiled at the dup, sitting where he halted. Sounds like bundles of fun to me' but I guess you two don't just mean to play do you?

-Holy Warriors-

/Raptor\
/Gray wolf\
/Male\
/Black&White\
/6\

:-Kuma-:
:-Gray Wolf-:
:-Male-:
:-Brown&White-:
:-6-:

-An Oxymoron If I Ever Heard One-

She snarled as the small yet strong wolf lept for her neck. She felt his fangs clamp onto her neck muscle so rose up on her hind legs, he was stong but she was still bigger than him. His pull on her neck muscle hurt and began to bleed quite heavily yet she lifted her front paws and tryed to dig her claws into anything she could near his face/neck area. She let out a bark that combined with a yelp and a growl before trying to snap at his face/neck area. A new scent then came to her. She listened to a mascue talking then another. With malice glinting in her eyes she glared at the two brothers. One huge and one small. She couldn't reply as Tyrant now hung on her neck but still she let out a hiss so they knew, she knew they were there before turning back to the task in hand.

Unlike Rebel, he didn't notice the two wolves that had walked up. He continued to bite and lash. When he felt his fangs lock, he began to furiously shake his head to the sides. He felt her fangs scraping against his face. Though with his angle, she wouldn't be able to grab much. Her nails did scratch into his neck, causing more blasts of growls. He too raised up, pushing his mass against the female. Hoping to push her over. Claws trying to hit her paws away. Tail out and bristled. He was not himself, something else was consuming his mind. The need to survive? no, his instincts to never lose.

Kuma bristled angrily as they continued to fight, only the female giving them a snarl in acknowledgement. He has been listening to them for quite some time; there was no reason to fight. With a lurch his mighty jaws sprang open, clamping shut like a stone tooth trap, hoping to get a good hold on the younger chap's back end, whether it be a leg or the back itself. Being an experienced fighter, larger, and the advantage that the pup was distracted by the female, he knew that the chance of him missing was little. If such a grip was obtained, he would hold as long as it took to get him to stop attacking the other, realizing that his bad temper might be whirled on him at that point; he began preparing for any sudden moves. But his objective was not to get into a fight, but stop one. And this is the way he was good at it.

Raptor gave a visible sigh as his brother lurched forward. He stayed where he was though, giving a meaningful look and growl at the female. If she chose to take the moment of distraction to turn on his brother or the pup he would close into with his own jaws. But unlike his brother, this was a matter he rather talk it out.

Snarling the vixen felt him shaking his head, his jaws ripping her flesh. She let out a howl as he tore it apart causing mass bleeding. Crimson liquid began to seep contiuously out of her wound in a gush. She saw out of the corner of her optic, one of the brothers grabbing Tyrant with his jaws and pulling him away. Tyrant had hold of a peice of loose neck tissue hanging on by a small piece of remaining flesh. She decided that it didn't matter as it would be removed anyway and pulled away, knowing that she wouldn't be able to get a good hold of him from this angle. The skin tore off and was left in Tyrants mouth. Crimson liquid began to pour out of her wound, but she didn't feel the pain. She backed away, still snarling, thrashing her tail. Suddenly, eventhough she was already quite badly wounded, she wouldn't give up and charged at Tyrant. Power surged through her back legs as she propelled herself into the air. She attempted to land on his back/neck area before aiming to sink her fangs into wherever she would hit.

His transe shook with fury and anger as he felt the pain in his back. The wolf had grabbed him right in the upper flank. And he whirled around to attack the brute. Teeth trying to get to the brutes neck. but with his position the shoulder and chest was in his way. His snarles blared at the wolf as he was taken away from his victum. Only to yelp as the female charged him again.

As she landed on him, his head darted back the other way, and he quickly grabbed for the soft underpart of her belly. Since she was on his back, her stomach was voulnerable And he sought to tear it out.

Kuma held on just tight enough to keep him at bay, growling when the fight continued. He glanced briefly at his brother but then instantly went into action. With a swift move he tried to knock Tyrant over, using his paws and powerful neck muscles to left him off the ground and off balance. If that was done he would instantly use his mighty bulk and try to keep him down, standing on him if he could, without realizing his initial jaw hold. Ears flattened and tail erect it was obvious he was trying to get the respect he felt he deserved from the pup though submission, forcibly or not.

Raptor charged with Rebel, jaws ready to snap down like his brother done. But he knew his strength probably would not be as great as hers, and decided to hold (if he was able to get a hold) just long enough to distract her attention on him. Then at that time his true strengths would come into play.

She hissed as she felt Tyrants razors scratch her belly. Suddenly she felt a set of jaws on her flank. She snarled at Tyrnats before turning on Raptor. She tried to stand on her hind legs and swing her head around on the smaller brute. Claws were ready to be swung at him when she realised something. She brought her front half back down to the ground. She contiued snarling. Optics looked at him curiously before they went back to being empty pools of darkness and hate. She hissed to him.

Let go shrimp...

Then she stopped and watched him. He was actually quite handsome. She decided to speak again, this time in not such a hard tone.

We haven't been properly introduced. I'm Rebel.

She said it loud enough so that Kuma could hear it over Tyrants growling. Then, as quickly as she had stopped she began again. She turned to face Tyrant once more. She snarled, revealing her razors again. She began to pull, trying to pull Raptor along as she attempted to attack Tyrant once more.

Fangs sunk in slightly as he met his mark, he too not wanting to permantly damage the she-wolf. He swung his body about, avoiding any mark without realizing. He snarled behind her fur slightly at the insult, but his grip only strengthened. Small yes, weak no. The second words were a bit of a surprise to both of the males, but Kuma refused to stop his way (looking as if he ignored them completely) and Raptor just gave a sneer.

Jaws opened to drop her as she ran forward, but he knew what to do. Before she could even each Tyrant he was blocking her path, body low to the ground and head protecting his throat. Light on his pads he was able to change his momentum quickly, now looking to bit her face, neck, and chest, whatever. Not a hold but to get her attention completely on him. Between bites he spoke without loosing a stride. Raptor is the name, lady Rebel. He was probably one of the few wolves that was able to be gentlemen-like while fighting.

Pupils dialated and constricted as the brute pushed him to the ground. Though he was not in the right frame of mind to give such a submission to the brute. He continued biting the wolf on the shoulder and then moved to his hind leg. Chomping at it, hoping to get a good enough grip to break it.

Move

She hissed, thrashing her tail. On hearing his next words she was reasonably taken-aback. Then the darkness of war flooded her mind. Her pupils immediately dialted and were empty. Upon seeing Tyrants feeble attempts to stand up she chuckled and the slight darkness began to slip from her mind. She stopped growling but her occuli were still full of the darkness of war. They moved from Tyrant to Raptor. A low rumble came from her chest, revealing her crimson razors. A baneful condemn, full of malice slithered from her larnyx.

Pleasure I'm sure. Who's that?...

She nodded at Kuma, who was still busy trying to keep tyrant down. Tyrant on the other hand was feebly trying to chew Kuma's leg. She sniggered before speeking sarcasticaly to him.

Tyrant, stop tasting the big wolf's leg now, It's not very nice...

She cackled, before wincing. The area was still bleeding from where Tyrant had claimed her flesh. The blood was drying but still some seeped out.

Kuma growled as the pup continued to try to win, but did not move away from the pain. Tyrant got a feeble hold on his back leg and which time he then kicked him off. He let go of his flank, though paws still kept him down, and swiftly moved into a better position for him to stay on top of the other while not falling off. He let loose another wild growl, hoping it would be enough for the pup to give it up. But if not, his teeth flashed again as he swung in for another hold. His target was the pup's muzzle, but if any other part of his face, neck, or even a front paw found itself between his jaws, he would instantly chomp down on it. Words were spoken behind his clenched teeth, Be still, young one, you are only hurting yourself

Coals belong to Raptor watched the female closely, soaking in all the information he could about her, though never taking the gaze off her. She saw her gaze travel to Tyrant but he stayed fixed on her, waiting for her next move. When she spoke again he replied without hesitation, Kuma. He would introduce himself, but of the moment, he is a bit occupied. he paused when she spoke again. Now he had both their names, it helped anyway.

A small smile broke upon his maw when her words came to him, though his guard was never let down. When she winced he flashed a sympathetic look, but it wasn't much. He knew the ways of the war loving wolves; they didn't care much for sympathy. But he wasn't one to just sit and watch without any emotion towards it anyway.

She saw his sympathetic look but didn't react to it. She was too busy trying to ignore the throbbing, sharp pains from her wound. Then the thought of murder flooded her mind again. She growled, lowering her body ready to spring, tensing every muscle to wait for her command to spring. Muscle flexed. She glanced at Raptor before snarling and launching her whole body weight at Tyrant, attempting to land on him and servearly hurt, damage, or break something. Claws outstreached and jaws open to clamp shut around whatever mark they met. Optics gilnted with malice as she flew like a dart towards her living target.

As Kuma tried to regan control Tyrant flopped around to get free, when kuma got on him to regan control, furry filled him and his hind legs shot up and scratched at the brutes belly. Large jaws went up to attack the brutes face. His mouth wide open and his eyes dialated to a simple dot. His growls did not subside the least bit.

Again he didn't see rebel from his eye, but she would more less hit kuma who was on him, before she would get to tyrant himself.

Raptor wasn't about to let the she-wolf get past, and expected the next move. He dashed in her way, swinging and twisting while ever he had to keep in between her and his brother. Teeth flashed multiple times as well, checking her and trying to force her backwards, but never sunk in for a hold. Small yes, but he wasn't about to let the female get her goal.

Kuma did not like very much the fact that the pup still fought, when he clearly overpowered him. He ignored his back feet, his blunt claws doing nothing worth noting to his tough skin. When jaws sprang open he pulled his head high, though it lay over his throat, and lifted his right foot. The fore foot then slipped to the left side of the pup's face and tried to force it down to the side, and at the same time trying to get his own jaws over it.

He began to gnaw at the side of his mouth, though he only began to bleed in his mouth because of his own teeth. His eyes almost rolled in the back of his head with fury, he looked like a dog with Rabies, but had none. Again his hind claws dug into his stomach and chest. Kicking up and scratching with all his force. Front claws shot up with his daggers out, he tried to claw through his neck.

Hissing the vixen dived towards open ground as Raptor moved in front of her. Tail thrashing she growled at him before moving away, this time she didn't head back. She sat back on her haunches and began to lick the tender wound that was near her neck. She watched Tyrant and Kuma from afar, subdued...for now.

Kuma sunk in his teeth only enough to keep a good hold, not looking for any blood or life dangering effects. He held the mouth shut in a dominant way, keeping his stance on top of him. But the idea of such became steadily harder as he began flailing underneath him, scraping his paws against his belly and throat. Though if the beast underneath him was a cat he could be worried, but as it was, he only shook his head harshly out of annoyance. Again, through his tightly gripped teeth he spoke, You finished yet? I could go on all day. And this wasn't a lie. If he had to he could and still be strong enough to live afterwards. He could endure much and could be very patient for such things.

Raptor stopped pushing her when she sat, showing his teeth in some sort of warning. He relaxed slightly as she began cleaning herself, but did not let his watch down, looking for any sign of another attack. After watching Kuma out of the corner of his eye he gave a look to the female, to the male, then back to Rebel. You enjoy fighting or something? From what he knew through observing and his senses their seemed to be no reason for the battle they were trying to stop, so that seemed the only explanation for it as of now.

She saw his reaction to her movements and didn't know why he didn't just relax. She wasn't going to attack for a while. Her audits pricked heaven bound as she listened to his next speech.

Fighting...Yeah. But lets say, we had a disagreement, over prey...

She snarled at Tyrant as she remembered but couldn't be bothered to attack as she would end up hitting Kuma anyway. She just continued to clean her wounds.

His snarles didn't cease the uproars. He hollard out of his closed mouth and continued to flail around under the large beast. Pupils began to quiver and grew larger as he came too from his dazed attack mode. His growls subsidded then uproared again. He wasn't out of control anymore, but -very- pissed that he was on the ground. His motions stopped as his loud angry words escaped from deep within his heavy chambers. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING! GET OFF." He opened his mouth as much as possible. Forcing Kuma's teeth to dig into his snout if the wolf would not let go. Blood trickling down as the rest of his wounds were now scabs, or lightly bleeding cuts. Suddenly he closed his mouth and thrusted his head to the side. Trying to tear the other brute off his face. Then snapping back with a gester to get off. He was done fighting. Though he would not submit to any.

When words were forced out he let loose his mouth ever so slightly, just enough that he still had a grip but so the younger wolf would not get hurt. When he finished talking his mouth went back in the way it was before. Without thinking teeth dug in slightly deeper as Tyrant resisted, thought he was forced to twist his head around in an awkward position to do so. He quickly tried to fix himself again and spoke as calmly as he could between his clenched teeth. Say please. Kuma was also upset, he didn't like throwing his girth around, especially on those as young as he was, but he what he didn't like even more how stuck up he was. It would have been easy for him to give some submissive action, being let up, and then save up his energy for trying later when he thought he was ready and deserved that higher status. Wolves nowadays, what happened to respect your elders?

Raptor chuckled softly at his brother, secretly pleased he was not going as overboard as he once would. When Rebel replied he narrowed his eyes softly in consideration, taking a moment to think something over. Do practice cannibalism then? the only other two scents he had smelt was a fox and another wolf. Though the fox would be a distant cousin of the wolves he would still consider it cannibalism. No change of emotion was on him, as if the thought of dealing with a cannibal didn't give him a scare. If anything, he sounded curios. And strangely enough, he was more relaxed now, even after the subject was brought up.

Booms filled his throught as the large wolf wouldn't let him go. The wolf was not as large as he would be to others. But still a decent size to keep the pup to the ground. He gave a slight whimper mixed with a devilish growl. Eyes flaring with great anger as the older brujo bit down harder on his muzzle. Though even in the pain he just growled back. "Get... Off. I Wont ask, It's a Demand". Hackles began to rise on his back and neck, not in his blinde rage, but his own annoyance as the other brutes arrogance to not move.

She contiued to sit and rest. On hearing Raptors suggestion that she was cannibal she was rather taken aback.

I'm not a cannabil. I was just trying to satisfy my need for food.

She gave him and evil glare before continuing to wash herself. She chuckled on hearing Kuma and then Raptor getting stressed. She looked up and cast a sarcastic sympathetic look in Tyrants direction.

Just say Please and Kuma will get off. I wouldn't demand anything if i were you...I'm sure he could stand there all day.

She looked at Raptor before looking back to Tyrant.

Raptor gave an apologetic look at the huntress, I meant no offense' he trailed off as his brother and Tyrant caught his immediate attention. He noticed that the pup was still struggling, and wrongly so. He scoffed at his words as Rebel spoke, eyes hard. He glanced over at Rebel when he felt her gaze, held it for a moment as if considering something, then dropped it as he ventured closer to his brother and Tyrant. He said nothing but kept his gaze on Tyrant, watching his vain struggles closely (though he did keep a small portion of his attention on his surroundings and Rebel)

Kuma ignored both Raptor and Rebel as he continued to refuse to let go. Through his clenched teeth he let out a harsh, mocking tone You demand it? Should I lay down and grovel too? he paused before continuing, No, I don't think so. And with that finished he twisted his head, trying to jerk the muzzle between his teeth with him to cause a painful, though it did not leave a mark, sensation underneath his chin to try to prove his point. He was really done with this, but not until he got what he wanted.

A wicked smirk grew on his lips. "You could grovel if you'd like. It would just boost my up on my soup box." He winced as the hellion threw his head to the side. Though still no submissive behavior beheld him. He growled and pushed his face upward. "I'm not going to lower myself to a scumbag like you. Now- LET- ME- - - GO" Quickly his head began to thrash devilishly, trying to get the wolf to let go. Tearing his skin or not.

On seeing Tyrants feeble attempts to get Kuma off, she saw Raptor move in. She too began to advance on the pair. Not to attack, just to get a better look at what was happening. She sniggered as Tyrant tried to be big and scary.

Tyrant, Kuma is not a scumbag, if anyone is its you. Now say please and submit to him and he will let go. He is stronger and bigger than you, face it, you will lose.

She looked down at him with a sympathetic look on her features.

Don't lose your temper over nothing sweety...

:-*Laugh now, buddy* came the thought as the pup still refused to submit. Just a little stillness and a please would satisfy him. He had shifted his weight again when he began thrashing. Though still bigger then him, he was humble enough to see and admit he was not as impressive next to Tyrant as the other wolves. But that fact did not waver his forwardness one bit, he still had the upper hand. For one thing, he was on top of him and closed off his jaws, and another, he had six more years of experience.
Neck relaxed to help lessen any pain that would come from his head lashes as he kept his hold on the others mouth. When the current burst of energy ceased and the others spoke he shifted again, fixing any problem that may have occurred. He waited until Rebel was down before speaking softly, calmly, yet with unmistakably animosity to Tyrant. No, I don't think I will. But mind you I could end your life right now. A broken jaw would be terrible eh? I seen more then one wolf die because of that, I must admit some of them were my doing. Slow and painful it is. You know how long it takes for a wolf to starve to death? Maybe you would like to find out, hm? Teeth sunk in even more at his last words with vicious purpose. Fast no, that was too kind. Slow was the ticket. He sunk in enough to draw blood now, just the smallest of a trickle unless he moved to cause more. But he did not move enough to pierce his breathing ways. Put pressure on it yes, but nothing more.-:

/Though he took responsibly of making sure Rebel did not attack again, he did not move when she ventured in. He did not think she meant any disturbance to the battle and was proven right when she stopped short of the pair. He made no noise when his brother was insulted nor when Rebel spoke, but his black coals never left Tyrant's. Despite his hard face a small half smile appeared on his face as Rebel spoke of Kuma. Whether she was trying to get to Tyrant, stating what she saw, or something else it pleased him that she would say such things. There were few that knew them that would. He was slightly taken aback about her sympathetic words, glancing at her to try to decide if they were sincere. He, himself did not hold any anger towards the pup, maybe annoyance, but that was all. He was just being taught a lesson clearly overdue. But as he thought about he too would help one he just moments before attacked. Strange cycle that was.
Kuma then began to speak, and he gave him a glance to study him. These words were spoken before, but not by him. He visually but silently winced and dropped his gaze as he continued his threat. Kuma was not lying, however, he had broken a jaw before. And as such Raptor knew how long it generally took for a wolf to starve, and he would have rather seen the beast killed. Eyes fell upon the younger again, though his eyes were not hard anymore. Distant they were, possibly even sad. His whole body actually seemed to sag, one that could not see his eyes would not know it though. He was still standing upright, but not with the same aurora of cool craftiness.\

Tyrant growled with a slight yelp as the larger wolf bore his fangs into his nose and jaw. Eyes fixed straight into the larger brute. Still his hackles were raised. No matter what he was too stubborn to give up. Though his still refused to attack or hurt the wolf. "Now look who is the bad guy, I'm no longer attacking you, and your threatining to break my jaw. What a nice fellow you aren't ya?" He chuckled as the blood dribbled down to his eyes. A clear smirk on his features as he gave up on thrashing, but still, his eyes were fixed on the other's with a challengable look.

In the shadows a loud growl boomed. A very large wolf walked out of the shadows. The largest out of them all. All 200 pounds of muscle strode near the group. Single eye glaring at Kuma as his teeth flashed with the blood of a freashly killed dog. "Step away from my son. Or you'll be the one with the broken jaw. And you be neutered as well. Unable to have a last chance to spread your genes." The white scare across his nose showed like snow as his lifted his head. Hackles raised with his half tail fluffy with raised hairs. He was almost three and a half feet to his back. He stared and dared Kuma to further pain his son.

The winds have changed,
The air is thin,
Nature is dying,
She has arrived,

You have challenged her,
You have annoyed her,
You will fight her,

The earth signals a victor,
The skies are dark red,
The color of blood,
Your blood.

Shifting uncomfortable the minx began to growl, a rumble from deep within her chambers. Her hackles raised and she moved near to Raptor. If this demented beast dared to hurt either of them then she would rip him to shreds. Baring her crimson canines she hissed, in a malicious, sarcastic manner.

Well, Don't worry I've already had my share of this fight, and I'm ready for more. Kuma's simply...helping Tyrant learn respect. Me and Raptor are just encouraging him, why, You got a problem with that?

She smirked. She walked determinedly infront of Kuma and Tyrant, blocking Vicious's view. Hissing under her breath to herself...

Idiotic fool

Snarling, her optics went from a sarcastic miscievous look to a empty, cold blooded killer look. She wasn't about to back down. If she had her way, Tyrant would be dead. She would eventually carry this plan out. Tyrant would die by her force. So too would his father. The trio of Raptor, Kuma and herself versus the two dim-witted idots. How hard could it be? Hopefully, The two would see sense, would they join her, or not?

Didn't i tell you it would be a fight to the death?

Well, I'm the victor...

Guess what?...Because your the loser...

xXYour deadXx

I'm a cold hearted killer, so you'd better watch your back.

:-Kuma had to work down his scoff, not fighting anymore? Huh, he was sure if Tyrant had his way that was exactly what he would be doing. Too bad that didn't work out so well huh? Kuma smiled down at the pup, Yeah, I guess I am pretty nice huh? I could have already killed you. But yet, here you are. *pity* It did amaze him however, that he was not thrashing anymore. That was at least an improvement. But a 'please' was yet to be heard. Someone forgot to teach him his manners. Nostrils twitched as a new scent came to him, one much like the one underneath him. Interesting how these things work. That was his answer to who forgot to teach him manners anyway.
Head rose slightly so he could get a good look without letting his jaws loose. Big fellow, eh? Not one bit of fear was there. Though he did not care to closely examine to see who was the biggest of them, other giants never bothered him. He didn't survive as long as he had just because of his brawns and general advantage of size. He heard the threat and twitched his ears, a bit touchy huh? He did not move from his position though, in fact, he didn't move at all. Fear was not the reason, nope just disbelief. Who did this guy think he was? Sure, it was his son that he stood upon (he no longer wondered where he had picked up his bad manners) but he just waltzes in and things he would get everything he desired on a silver platter? Not with him. He spoke once again to Tyrant, not making a point for Vicious to hear nor was he hiding it, keeping his eyes on Vicious. That your father? Probably a nice chap at the dun, right? Well, I guess you need someone around to get you out of trouble. Can't do it on your own, can you? The words lacked the veiled threat as before, but certainty were not friendly. Rebel spoke and was found a bit annoyed that she by blocking his view of us blocked his clear view of him, but he could still see him somewhat so he did nothing, Raptor's turn.-:

/Raptor seemed to snap into attention before Tyrant even spoke. Eyes watched a certain alley and just stood there calmly and silently, but with purpose. Soon after Kuma spoke he smiled, there he was. He knew it was going to happen sooner or later. A good fighter must expect friends to pop up randomly, they did it often. And always right when things got interesting. So it was no surprise to him when the much larger beast stood before him. He was rarely over hundred (even in the best seasons), but then again, he was used being in shadows of others. That did not keep his spirits down, if he ever joined a full pack he would be surely a great Alpha. Brawns, size, strength and some smarts were not the only thing a successful wolf needed. He heard the threat and growled shortly and suddenly, how dare he do such so boldly and have nothing to back it up. Rebel and Kuma spoke and he already knew this wasn't going to end well, though he was happy to see that Rebel decided to take their side. But he would much rather not fight, that was boring and the usual thing to do. Something new would be much more worth his while. As such, he gave a big wolf sigh, even sitting down again. He tapped his tail twice on the ground still holding dominant features but he wasn't challenging anyone. There was no need. He did not mark territory as his own or food and did not think any of them would even consider joining his two-wolf pack at that moment. But that did not change the fact of being so. He gave a bored look towards his brother then back to the father, sniffing the air again. That was different' he smelt the air again. A sudden deep growl came from as he basically jumped to his feet, hackles raised and snarl heavy. Human blood and human dog blood was fresh and stale on his fur, Kuma would be happy to hear this anyway. He sent a meaningful look at him, then back to Vicious. Though brief, he knew that Kuma knew what he sought to tell him, even though Kuma changed nothing as he stood.\

Tyrant eyes shot to the larger wolf.. the -much- larger wolf. He had seen the wolf before. But where? The pack lands, it was his dad. He didn't notice him very well. Nor did he know him. " I wouldn't know how he is, besides the blood and the one time he visited us in the pack. Though he's not very welcomed in many packs, since my pack treated him as a lion." His eyes turned back to his father, then to Rebel and Raptor. Though he began to wonder why Raptor got all exciteded all of a sudden. Orbs wandered back to Kuma. "Can you get off me now? You've very annoying." He gave his growls again.

Vicious stared with the darkness of his sould into the orbs of Rebels. Single pupil dialating with his ears flat back, His hackles stayed raised and tail completely fluffed. Staring harshly to Raptor as his calm expression grew tense and hyper. He didn't care if the animal smelt the blood of his victums. "You have a problem bud?" He growled, flints glinting brightly as he glared to all of them, his son included for being week enough to end up in that position.

Vicious glared at her, so she locked her vision onto his, her cold, unforgiving pools not moving from his, Two could play at this game. Her muscles tensed, under her control, ready to either evade or launch an attack. Seeing Vicious turn his gaze to Raptor, optics moved for a second to look at Kuma and Tyrant. Seeing she was also in the way of Kuma's veiw she shifted to the side. She was between Raptor and Kuma now. Hissing, she too smelt the scent of humans and dogs. Recoiling in disgust she stepped back slightly. She let a low, vicious growl escape her chambers. The rumble was combined with her crimson canines, now on full show. Hearing Tyrants complaints still, she chuckled wickedly to herself. Pathetic. Hering the monstrosity speak she decided he needed a reply. A amlicious, hiss was edmitted from her larnyx.

Why...Do you?

She smirked. Yep, they were both pathetic.

Golden globe turned to the wench as she spoke, mockin him. Oh what a pathetic pup she was to him. His fighting experience was not as low as many for he was a born killer, as well as his son and daughter, Though if he were to know his other son wasn't going to be a big fighter. He surely would look down on him.

Pads brought him closer to Rebel, Though he didn't attempt to attack her. There was no bounty on another wolf's head, just the enjoyment of knowing you have one less rival. Flints shown fully, still stained red with the recent kills. Lips curled into his evil grin. " Besides the fact that you are trying to tame my boy, no. I'll leave as soon as he's released. Without harm." He bursted a growl at the end, then silenced his anger. but still showing it with his body language.

Raptor stepped forward, body low and teeth shining. His sleek black coat shown and bristled as he moved every hair at its end. He spoke, but amazingly enough his voice was smooth and calm, despite his bristling body. I'm sorry, but that just can not be done. he paused to grin, his favorite line was coming up, Our names are Raptor and Kuma, and we, gentlemen he added Tyrant into the conversation with a small sweep of his head, We he chuckled softly, giving an almost insane grin, are the Bounty Hunters. There was almost no moment of hesitation before Raptor was flying across the small distance between him and Vicious, and it was soon gone. All momentum was thrown at his blinded side, jaws opened for a catch. But none was taken as he suddenly dropped even lower, pivoted, and dashed forward again all in one instant. Jaws opened again and sought for a mark, but did not hold if any was taken. As soon as contact was made they closed, jerked back, and let loose whatever they may have had. He then moved on, keeping low, changing direction, looping, taking full advantage of his speed and the monster's girth, which was certain to slow him down and gave his jaws a larger target.

Kuma smiled even more maniacally then his brother as he spoke, ignoring (but keeping a firm grip on) Tyrant. When Raptor attacked he twisted his head, intending to send another, though not immense, shocking pain down the pup's spine. He spoke through his jaws quickly and harshly, Have you ever committed a crime to the human society? Answer quickly now. he did not intend to kill the young beast, that was against his nature, but he may not stop another.

Large pup growled and yelped at the pain as the wolf jerked his head. "NO!" He roared, " The only 'crime' I did was attack that wench over there." His eyes suggested to Rebel. A sudden fear came over him. He didn't know why, but when all of the elder brutes became insane looking, yelped a plea. "Please let me go, I have done nothing except fight for my own safety, I was hungry and one wolf.. or dog, i don't remember who she was. Threatened me, I threatened back and rebel threatened me, so I attacked!" He began to thrash, trying to get free of the monsters grip. He looked like a crocidile attempting a death role. Trying to gain his freedom.

Vicious snarled as the brute attacked him. Eye turning and ducking then turning again. He was large and heavy, but his weight was not fat at all. He turned his head, to a side the Raptor was comming at, Large gaping jaws open as he crouched to the ground. His ears closed in the sounds and when the feet came closer, her turned to the side he heard it from and snapped. Single pupil dialated to a speck. Fury raging in him, though he was not like his son who would go blinde in anger.

She sniggered as she saw Raptor attack. Then her attention was taken to Tyrant and Kuma. Hearing Tyrants pathetic excuses she moved closer, baring her crimson razors at the pup. She snarled viciously before letting a malicious, angry hiss escape her larnyx.

Listen fool, All I did was try to feed myself. You got in the way. You threaterned that other wrench so i threaterned you. YOU attacked me first, i was only continuing what you started, so don't expect me to feel sorry for you know. You deserve to perish in your own blood and be buried along with this idiot of a father of yours.

He optics flashed with rage but instead of starting again, she whirled around and charged for Vicious. Her razors parted as her jaw widened. Propelling herself in the air, the huntress dived for anything she could grab. She hissed to him as she sailed through the air like a dart...You deserve to die you waste of space......Claws were ready to grab on and her jaws as wide as they could possibly be. She wasn't new to the ways of war and fighting, infact she was almost and expert...

:-Kuma seemed to calm down slightly as Tyrant pleaded and rebel retaliated. But he wanted to get into the fight with his brother, where he belonged. He growled as the pup began thrashing again. He moved quickly to steady him and spoke harshly, be still! I will let you go, tell all you wish about us if that pleases you, but you will not join this fight. If you do I will make sure personally that you will be punished. And if later I hear of your own crimes, you may want to watch your back. Do not forget these words, they are your warning. And if you do tell others of us, we are the bounty hunters mind you. Raptor and Kuma, the bounty hunters. With those last words he at the same time pushed off Tyrant with a mighty leap and loosed his jaws, a growl to remind him to leave, and in two strides made up with the group of fighting wolves.
Rebel was in the air just short of landing and he saw Raptor react to his snap as well, happy to see a hold was not made. The distraction brought him an optimum moment and he took it greedily. Going low he came from the back, jaws open for a shoulder, chest, or neck hold. Body was kept close to Vicious', making his large body a hard target.-:

/Raptor growled when the teeth flashed, giving him only a few moments to react. But he was fast in mind and body and immediately took to the air, going up and backwards. He landed nimbly and went right back in, going towards the back as Kuma went for the front. He gave a small yip of excitement to his brother, letting him know he knew he was there, but that did not give any hesitation or concentration from his movements. Teeth flashed multiple times as he continued his path of ripping and tearing, steadily trying to make his way to the vital stomach areas.\

Instinct overwhelmed tyrant, not an instinct to fight, but the instinct to live. His tail wasn't between his tail, but his speed was fast enough to get away, but unlike his father. He had an open road. Obstical free.

Vicious snarled as all three wolves attacked him. Their teeth ripping his head and back and stomach. Raptor got a good hold on his chest. Taring a large slash from the armpit of one arm, to the shoulder point of the other. He roared then jumped with mighty force, running away from the miniture army against him. "Fight me when it's one on one Whimps." With that his speed increased and he dashed out.

The duo was driven with vigorous ferocity, instinctively running after their 'prey' when he turned his stump of a tail. Raptor suddenly put on the brakes when he called back his feeble attempt to gain back some of his pride, snapping the air by Kuma's fur to get his attention. Upon hearing the clink of his brother's teeth Kuma halted a few strides away, eyes still on the fleeing figure of Vicious until he was no more. He lifted his nose up to sniff the air, made a face as if revolted by his stench, and then gave a disappointed look at his brother. Kuma turned around and with his entire body relaxed, walked back where he had held Tyrant and sat down, looking as nothing of excitement happened at all.

Raptor growled softly as he too watched Vicious disappear, underneath his breath he scowled as he turned away I hate cowards, it makes things so difficult.' But then again, he couldn't really blame him. If Raptor himself had three against him and there was no strategic way to get out, he may turn tail as well. He paused as he caught scent of both Tyrant and vicious and opened his mouth wide, making a mix between a growl and hacking sound. He swallowed and moved on, also adopting the bored look as his brother. Now what?

Kuma now occupied with licking the cuts he had, Raptor, with his head now level with Kuma's, turned to look over his shoulder at Rebel as if just remembering she was there. After a moment of silence he turned himself around and gave the fem a half smile, meaning nothing more then that he was happy that she chose to fight with them. Whether to be for her joy of fighting or whatever other reason she may have had. Back to his gentlemen like ways he spoke casually to her, you work alone?