surprised when the red female suddenly shot towards him without a warning. Luckily, Achak got out of the way, but then realized what she was doing when she leapt passed him and tackled a wolf that had been running to attack him from behind. Inwardly he thanked her, but didn't get time to say it out loud before Nayati then leapt back at him and their fight continued.
This wolf was a coward, and rather puny, compared to the other wolves she fought. Once Kiona attacked it, protecting Achak, it tried to escape, yelping as she bit and scratched at it. Once the wolf pulled free, it took off, with the female chasing. It wouldn't get away from her.
Chasing it out further into the clearing, away from the fighting, eventually she caught her prey as it got tired from the running that Kiona was used to. Leaping upon it, the wolf and she went tumbling, and once coming to a stop, the hybrid was attacking again, snarling and biting. The wolf didn't have a chance against her, seeming to have no experience, and young. Ending its life came swiftly, her jaws clamped around it's neck, the body now limp in her hold. Suddenly though, a scent caught her attention, a familiar one, just as she heard another sound.
The cocking of a gun behind her.
Dodge, counter, attack, hold on. This was basically the pattern the two alpha used as they fought. Now Nayati was getting exhausted as well from the long drawn out battle. He didn't have as much endurance as Achak seemed to have. They were about even on that level now, however. With not other wolves to attack and distract him, giving the other the upper hand, the black and silver wolf could focus.
The two of them were bloody and looked ready to collapse, but refused. Now they both stood there staring at each other hatefully, blue staring into yellow. Achak had begun to notice that his rival was getting so tired he didn't always attack without warning. Now the alpha's sharp blue eyes were picking up the tightening of muscles before a lunge, or a shift in position, that gave away what he was going to do.
Dropping the still, limp form from her mouth, Kiona slowly turned to face the sound and familiar scent. Her brown eyes widened, chasing away the rest of the lingering crazed thoughts from her at what she saw. No, it couldn't be! The figure that stood before her, it couldn't be...Thomas? Her former sled master? It looked just like him! But then why was he standing there pointing a gun at her? He looked just like a hunter now, how he was dressed.
The red female stood frozen in place a moment, thoughts and questions swirling in her head. It was then he spoke, confirming his identity.
"So you are Kiona. They say you're dangerous now after attacking on our last trip. Who knows what you could do if you returned, so I've been searching for you to end it. Living out here in the wild as well, I see, has made you crazier and much to dangerous."
The gun came up, aimed at her. The female shrunk back a bit at the words and actions, tail, out of old habit, curled in under her and Kiona began to back away slowly. Why was this happening? She was dangerous? Well, she had gone crazy a couple times now, and the fact that she was covered in blood didn't help her appearance.
The gun cocked again, and Thomas looked through the scope. "I'll do you a favor and make it quick!"
This time there was a signal. Nayati darted at him when he caught it, the wolf was shifting position to change direction in mid-air, just before his paws hit the ground. Achak changed his stance, and leaned to the side and down as the black and white wolf flew over him, exposing his vulnerable under neck.
He seemed to realize his fatal mistake too late. Before he could attempt to shift and dodge, strong jaws slammed into his neck and sharp fangs clamped down into his flesh. Using the momentum Nayati had created, Achak followed through the arc, and then forcefully ripped back, thrashing his head to the side. Blood spurted out from the neck of his rival, and when he hit the ground, spilled all over the ground as he tumbled and rolled before coming to rest, still on the earth.
Panting, Achak started walking over to the fallen wolf. The other was laying there, eyes wide in shock, mouth agape, and a pool of his own blood filling around him from the gaping wound in his neck.
His blue eyes watched another moment as the other's chest ceased to move and his body went limp. Finally it was over. He had held out and protected his pack. Faolan, who had been killed by this pack, was now avenged, and now Kanook's spirit could heal completely.
Stepping away from his now dead rival's body, he looked around. There were barely any of Nayati's wolves around anymore, and his pack mates were quickly chasing them off. A few bodies lay scattered around from the large fight, and the alpha was afraid to go look and see if any were his family.
It was then, that he caught something in the air, a scent. He knew this scent very well, and despised it with all that he was. Bright blue eyes darted around to find the source, and then widened in horror as they landed on what was going on out a way in the clearing. A human, a hunter, he had a gun. And it was pointed at Kiona. Why was she just standing there!?! The wolf pushed off the ground and started running towards her, pushing himself, and hoping he reached the other in time.
Why didn't Kiona run? The fool! Gasping for air, and horror when the hunter raised the gun and aimed, the silver streaked wolf ran faster, leaping as he neared her from the side.
"Kiona!!!"
The gunshot pierced the air.
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