Black had left her pups in whites care. Her tail low and head low. Unlike her mate she held no battle wounds. She had vanished to safety. She layed down close to the cliff and looked down it and then lifted her dial to the sky and let out a mournful howl

The blood-colored weimeraner/wolf mix strolled solemnly along the paths of the canyon, the early after noon sun beating upon his crimson pelt as dark blue eyes scanned every mound of dirt, every fallen tree, and every thriving bush; just in case something wanted to jump out and rip off his head. He wouldn’t let them, oh no. He had plenty to live for: harassing others, eating, harassing others, sleeping, and harassing others. It was the life. He knew the others were jealous. Oh-yeah, they were just jealous of his light-hearted bastard of a way. So much so they despised his guts, but he knew they loved him. Not really.

Coming around a bend, the low howl of Black stung its way into his flopped over ears. His wiry frame froze for a moment as his deep blues searched up for where the cry came from; a sadistic smirk upon his maw. He was obviously a spawn of Vicious, but he didn’t hold the Haunter smell most of his other siblings did. In fact, he didn’t have a side; the only one he fought for was himself and only himself. But damn was it fun to pester others when they were down.

Moving ever closer to the female, his tiny claws digging deep into the dry and crusted dirt, Blood enclosed into her personal comfort zone and moved around the female, just out of reach of her he chuckled and then spat. “What a pathetic wolf. I’m half dog and I don’t even cry as loud as you bumbling idiot.” His eyes narrowed, knowing that his words would sting her. They were meant to. “What could possibly have such a… pampered wolf sniveling over? Pathetic.” At that he burst out laughing, crumpling to the ground he rolled on his back, looking devilishly at her for her pain. Bloodbath was truly a demon.

She growled at the male and watched him.The only one pathetic right now would be yourself a wolf or dog or any creature with out feeling is to be pityShe snarled baring her fangs.

The wolf dog smiled with a cringing look in his eye. "What did you say, you stupid human house pet? Emotions are pathetic, and the most pathetic thing a creature can carry." His small chest grew in size as he puffed up his thorax to make him look that much bigger. "It is you who should be pitied although I don't have the emotion to do so. Because anger and revenge are the only ones I need. I haven't needed revenge yet, so that leaves me with anger." Soon his teeth revealed and he laughed full heartedly.

"What a sheep. Trembling beneath yourself for nothing." He moved around her, then close to her. Just out of snapping distance. His eyes met hers, those deep blue eyes filled with boiling anger. He hissed out in a low tone. "Pa-the-tic" Then smiled hatefully.

she growled at him.I am no house petShe snarled her tail up and over her back now.emotion is what drives most of us on and enables us to be strong.She snarled.revenge is a horrid thing i knowthis because my mate is high on itShe snalred and then snapped at him.Puff yourself up all you want your not scaring meshe snarled.whose trembling? You? She growled.

As she growled and snarled, his lips curved even more, and as she issued her assaulting snap. He backed away and laughed- almost hysterically. "My my, a bit jumpy for a house poodle." His words were light but then grew terribly dark. "Back down you pathetic excuse for a bitch. You say your mate is high on Revenge - Why is he your mate if it is such a 'horrid thing'?" Those bright eyes soon died into darkness. Cold poison settling deep within the canvas of his soul. "I do not tremble, even in the face of death, I will not tremble. And fearing me - would be your best choice."

There was a smirk on his maw now. A dark one, less intense then before. He moved around her, and bit harshly at her rump. His tail wagging as ideas of displeasure flooded into his mind.

She snarled at him and glared.I am not the pathetic one! I am his mate because I feel his pain and I love him and there is nothing you can do or say to change that She growled and then felt the nip and she spun around and attempted to bite his muzzle before he got away.Don't touch me you filthy Varmin!She growled baring her fangs.I fear noone

He held strong to his smile, even as her fangs bore themselves slightly into his muzzle. Backing away for a moment as he continued to circle her. "You love him? He took another bite at her rump. "And what if you were to bare the children of another beast? Would he love you?" He moved closer to her. Pushing her to back down; to heed to his might. "Fear- can be a good thing, especially if it is a female doing the fearing." A sexist statement. Just to rally the girl on just a bit more.

She growled baring her fangs now.If He realized i didn't want that beasts children yes he would.She snarled.Her tail flicked.Then at his last comment she snarled viciously.No I think you got that wrong.Males are the ones who should cowardShe turned and snapped at him again. could he be thinking what she was thinking./ She wouldn't put it past this male to do something like that.

"Let's test that theory." He smiled, bitting demandingly at her face and throwing his front legs around her neck. Trying to overpower her with sheer strength.

She snarled angerly as he succedded. Her tail flciked angerly. Welll kal would have a new enemy now wouldn't he.You'll regret what your about to do!She snarled.