Fetal snarled as she padded around the back yard. She was getting restless and even more aggressive that she ended up attacking salsa who now lie in a corner badly beaten.

she lie there bleeding from her neck and stomach.

Tidus came into the back yard, carrying his trusty stick in one hand. He shivered a bit at the cold, and was quite thankful that he didn't have to stay outside like his fighters did. He glanced at both of them, thinking hard about something. They were going to fight soon. He was only waiting for the fighters to arrive at the Pit from the Nef Labs. Either that, or get a call from his friend Jack, who was looking for a new fighter.

At the sight of him she growled and picked up a faster lope around the perimeter

Salsa:Lie where she was poorly condition.

His eyes flashed to Saluki, watching her make curcuits of the yard. "Yeah, you better be practicing. You're fight'n soon." Then his eyes fell to Salsa and he grumbled under his voice. "What the hecks wrong with ya?" Stomping across the snowy ground, Tidus knelt partially down by his fighter, trying to see if he could spot anywhere that had a wound, or at least something to explain her ill behavior.

She growled baring her fangs but didnt go to her daughters aid.

salsa:She had a huge gash on her neck her eyes begged to be helped.

Tidus frowned, looking closely at the wound, "What in the world...?" His dark eyes flashed accusingly towards Saluki, thinking she must be to blame. Not wanting to lose his fighter, Tidus picked Salsa up and carried her inside, muttering dark words under his breath the whole time.

Inside, the man set his wounded fighter on the table. Like most other pit-fighters, he had a stache of medicine and instruments to doctor up his canines. Carefully holding Salsa down, he went to work using specialized staples to 'stitch' the wound together. It was certainly a painful procedure, but he did it fast and held her down in case she struggled. Next he wrapped a loose bandage around her neck to further protect the wound. Then he gave her a shot of antibiotics so that the wound woulndn't get infected. Now he set her down on the ground and put a bowl of water in front of her, seeing if she would drink any.

She only struggled alittle she was frightened. Then she was gently placed ont he ground and a bowl of water placed in front of her she sat slightly up and drank alittle

saluki:She growled her fangs bared the whole time.Her tail high.She had lost little weight.

Tidus let Salsa drink what she wanted while he went back outside to deal with Saluki. "So, you wanna fight, huh?" He growled loudly, clutching his club in one hand and a thick metal chain in the other. He approached her, raising the club in a threatening manner, warning her not to attack. He attempted to slip the chain around her neck, for she was going to be taken to the Pit to fight.

She snarled and bared her fangs but allowed the chain to be sliped ovre her neck. She licked her lips she knew where she was going and was eager to go to it.

she lied down and just lied there.

"Finally learning, huh? Good thing." Tidus sneered, never having much respect for his fighters. Always keeping the club ready, he led Saluki to the back of his truck and tied her up so she could jump out while he was driving. Then he went into his house and carried Salsa outside, sticking her in one of the dog houses. He stuffed some hay in the little house so that it would build up heat fast and keep Salsa warm. Then he set out a bit of food that was mixed with vitamins.

Finished with that, Tidus returned to his truck and hopped in. The motor roared to life, and soon the two were headed for the Pit.