the dark blue-eyed wolf, the female engaged once more in battle. Suddenly, though, another jaw clamped around her opponent and was thrown aside. Kiona’s eyes widened, only to narrow again at the new form standing before her.
“You’re mine mutt, time to pay you back for humiliating me. I’m going to enjoy killing you!” Readying herself, Kita snarled and lunged angrily, and the hybrid leapt to the side, turning.
“We’ll see who the better fighter is! I defeated you then, and I’ll do it again! This time Achak can’t and won’t stop me!” They both lunged, one striking out with a paw and contacting with the other’s face knocking her back. Kita growled, shaking her head from the blow that was surprisingly strong.
She barely had time to act as said female was at her throat again. The former face dog’s heart was pounding in her chest excitedly. The more she fought, the more she felt herself slipping, just like last time they fought. After a harsh neck toss by her wolf rival, Kiona hit the ground and rolled, a small streak of blood trailing after her. Kita smirked and licked her lips.
“Do you understand now?! I’m not the same fighter as last time! I’ve grown stronger from being in a stronger pack!” Little did the she-wolf know that her boasting was falling on deaf ears. From the blow, something had snapped in the hybrid, something familiarly pleasant, yet terrible…and she hadn’t fought it.
Before Kita could finish her speech, and before she could blink or react, there was a flash of red. Then pain. Crying out, the wolf reeled back, but not far, as she quickly realized Kiona had her by the throat, and was clamped on tightly. Twisting her head, with a snarl, she bit down on her red foe’s scruff and thrashed her head, trying to pull her free, but the other held strong, if anything, gripped tighter, her fangs digging into her and puncturing the flesh.
Kita now knew she couldn’t just pull her off, or risk getting her throat torn out. Instead, she kept biting and used her claws to scratch at Kiona’s sides and chest. Nothing seemed to be working though! She started to panic. From the tight hold, her air was being cut off slowly.
Blood. Fight. Kill. Kiona’s mind was focused on one task, and that was to kill. Her killer instincts from her wild side had once more kicked in and controlled her mind and body. Her eyes were dilated, breathing quick and excited as she felt her opponent beginning to panic. The attacks bore on her weren’t felt or acknowledged.
Each time Kita exhaled, her grip tightened, further cutting off her air and driving her teeth further into the neck. Blood. Blood. Kill! She could taste it in her mouth from the wounds she was making. It seemed to only drive her further.
With a thrash, the smaller fighter tugged, pulling the other off balance. They both fell to their sides, but Kiona ceased to ease her grip. Now that she had the advantage, and Kita was weakening from lack of air, and from panicking, the now crazed female went into many violent head thrashes, breathing heavily through her nose as the blood splattered on the ground with each.
Kita’s mouth was agape, trying to draw in breathe, her movements slow. She wasn’t really even attacking anymore. Her gray-blue eyes were growing unfocused. Everything was in a fog to her now, but suddenly time seemed to slow down as the world became a blur as she was thrashed again. Her eyes widened, and with a exhale that sounded more like a gurgling croak, rolled back into her head, body going limp. The fight was over…Kita was dead.
There were bodies from Nayati’s pack sprawled out randomly in the clearing, none from Achak’s so far. Other members had run away in their own cowardice. Though a good few of them were injured from the fighting, they didn’t stop.
On the edge of the fighting, unaware of what was going on around them, the alphas were still going at it, though slower now. They each had a good number of wounds, and were bleeding, red liquid dripping off them to dot and trickle on the ground below them. Unfortunately, Achak was in worse shape. Nayati hadn’t been fighting fairly the entire time.
At times, other members from his pack would randomly leap in to attack him, along with having to deal with his other rival, distracting the black and silver wolf as well as injuring him further when they were lucky to get in a blow or two. And the white and black wolf did nothing to stop them at all.
There was a blood crusted claw mark across one of the silver patches over his eyes, which had just recently stopped bleeding. There was a thin trail of blood from it down his face, matting his fur, as well as in other places he was injured. Panting, Achak glared over at his enemy.
“Do you have no pride?! Letting the other members of your pack join our fight?!” Nayati, also panting, managed a smirk.
“Of course I have pride! But I never said I would keep anyone from joining in the fun! I told you you’d all be destroyed no matter what!” his yellow eyes were flashing as he leapt forward to attack. Even slowed by his injuries, the blue-eyed wolf managed to evade, lunging to snap and tear at the other’s neck, but only scraped, tearing out a mouthful of fur. Mocking laughter. “You’re slowing down Achak! Getting tired already? I’m disappointed. It’s been rather fun up to now, you aren’t giving out on me now are you? Where’s that ferocity from before?!” Charging into him, Nayati knocked the silver streaked alpha down, staggering soon after himself. They were both exhausted.
“You’re afraid then…? Is that why you let your pack mates ‘join in the fun’?” Nayati snarled at that, watching as his opponent rose from the ground.
“What?! I fear nothing, especially not you!” Now the cocky confident smirk was gone from his white and black face; and now it was Achak’s turn to smirk.
“ You’re afraid that you can’t defeat me on your own because of what happened when we first met, when I dominated you and sent you running in front of your pack mates. You talk big about how strong you are, when really you’re a coward who won’t even fight his own battles…! There is no honor in that! You have no pride! Just a grudge.”
Nayati’s eyes were blazing with fury now, his lips curled back to show his fangs.
“How dare you call me a coward. I’ve been waiting for this day, to come and destroy you and your pathetic pack! You got lucky that first day and I underestimated you, but now you underestimate me! I’m not the weaker of us am I?” The smirk returned, though not as strong as before. “You’ll die here…and then I’ll go kill of the rest of your ’friends’. I wonder how many of them are dead already?” Suddenly, the smug wolf was sent sprawling across the ground, shocked. A shadow was cast over him. Achak loomed over him, fangs bared.
“I told you, you will not harm my pack! I will die before I let that happen!” His bright blue eyes were ablaze now, seeming to be re-energized, if just enough.
Nayati sprung up, jumping back a bit. He growled back.
"Well then I guess you should say goodbye then! Too bad you won't be around to see them all die!" lunging at each other again, this time Achak got the upper hand this time, grabbing the other by the scruff and shaking him, then throwing him into the ground. They'd see who was killed in the end.
"Have you taken a moment to look around you Nayati? Some of your pack members are dead, and many are fleeing. You maybe have about the same number as my pack now!"
"I don't care about those cowards! Once I kill you it'll be all over." Achak shook his head, dodging another attack.
"No it wouldn't If I'm killed someone else would take over, most likely Kanook and my mother. Plus you'd still have to face the rest of them, my pack."
"I have not waited all this time to be defeated!" Suddenly, three other wolves, not of the silver streaked wolf's side ran up and attacked the alpha. Nayati sneered, stepping closer as he watched his rival fight them. "You see? They agree!"
More blood splattered the ground, filling the air with its iron-mixed scent. The large blue-eyed wolf was just barely able to fend the last of the three off, now much more tired, before the black and white attacked again, grabbing Achak by the throat and knocking the both of them down. Unfortunately Nayati landed on top, and didn't waste time in thrashing his head. The one under him snarled weakly, kicking at his stomach, twisting his head to bite at the other's face.
A sudden yelping and pounding of paw-falls sounded before and extra weight landed on them. Nayati let go of his opponent, and yelped. Achak took that opportunity to use his back legs to push the other off and roll to his feet, panting. He wasn't sure how much more he could take in his condition. Though he wasn't about to give up, that was for sure!
Looking up to where Nayati was struggling with something that was on his back, the alpha's eyes widened. It was Kiona! She looked a little worse for wear, but was clearly unafraid as she thrashed at the scruff of her large opponent, who snarled and tried to shake her off. In his weakened state, he couldn't seem to do it. The smaller fighter's sharp teeth dug into his fur and skin, angering the wolf more. With the wolf distracted, it gave Achak a moment to catch his breath and recover a bit.
Finally, Kiona lost her grip on Nayati some, and leapt off to land in a fighting stance lips curled back, and fur bristled. It was now Achak noticed the hybrid's eyes were strange, dilated, and her muzzle was covered in blood. What had happened before? It seemed the female wasn't quite crazed, or she'd have been fiercer, perhaps even coming after him in her state. The smallest of them seemed to have some control right now, but then her eyes locked on the blue-eyed wolf, if just passed him.
He was surprised when the
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