intervined.." he then stretched out his blood-red wings and folded them back up.

"I don't know. I had to get out of that area." she said and shuffled her paws. She looked up. "Yes and I think you." she said and wagged her tail a bit. She looked to the side for a moment. "You're a Fire Niwa." she said and studied his wings for the moment he had them out. She looked at her "pink" coat. She smirked and twitched her ears.

Dragon had no clue what she meant by that remark. Dragon looked at her and asked "Correct me if I'm wrong, but from your wings you're a Dark Niwa? Never seen one up close..." Dragon got up to stretch his forelegs; as they were a little sore from the one-sided battle in the field. Dragon faintly grinned as he said "And I didn't mean to alarm you with my Demon-form...I was trying to scare that pansy of a Niwa away from you...Has he no honor at all if he thinks he can pick on a wounded, like he tried with you?"

Skull, a rogue Niwa; or a Fallen Angel, walked along everything was on his mind from revenge to just plain out killing he shook his head and troted along a dirt path as he passed, he noticed two others he growled under his breath, he hoped up in a tree and stalked them. Than thinking of a plan he jumped from tree top to tree top trying not to blow his cover finally he got to a tree that had just enough leaves so that they coulden't identify him as a Dark Niwa he held in his snarl and watched from the darkness.

"No, he has no honor." she smirked, her tail curled. She stretched her claws and looked around. Her ears pressed forward, her nose twitching some. Her eyes narrowed. The wind brushed past her, bringing new scents. She rubbed her nose and turned her head. her eyes narrowed to slits. Someone is here, but it's not Ahriman. Who? she thought and scanned the trees and their tops. "Someone is here." she whispered and stood up.

"You could smell him, too?" Dragon whispered back as he slowly stood up and furrowed his brow. "Judging from the scent, it's another Dark Niwa...and itching for a fight..." Dragon looked at Neschume and whispered "Should another fight break out, I want you to hide somewhere and don't come out of hiding until I say...You're hurt bad enough as it is..."

Skull heard the talking that was going on he smirked and jumped out of the tree he hid down in the shadows his fur bristled he waited for the rite time to approach them but untill that time he stay put still stalking, he walked closer up but stepped on a few branches causing them to crack. "Dang, there goes my cover." he threw him self behind a bush as trying to regain his cover though he knew that was very slim.

Nes eyed Dragon. Was he protecting her? she rasied an eye brow, but turned her head. Her tail flicked. "We know your there. Your not a very good stalker!" she called out to him. Her ear twitched. Her eyes glowed, turning a light shade of purple. Her blinked and they returned back to their original color. She sniffed, taking in a big whiff of the scent.

Skull laughed to himself he still refused to show his appereance to them he still stay in the darkness. "Yes but where am I?" He called out loud he than pushed his claws out of his paws, if they would just try to approach him he would attack no matter the circumstances.

Nes smirked. She curled her tail and grabbed a small rock. She wrapped her paw around and and threw in the air. The rock landed smack on his paw. She could hear the dull thud. "That be where you are." she smirked. Her tail wagged a bit. She had a smug smile on her face. Her tail kept wagging till it wrapped around her paw.

He grabbed the rock and threw it back at her as soon as it hit the ground he pounced out of the bush and landed ontop of her growling he bare his bloodfangs as his eyes burn red but he shook his head and tucked back in his claws as his eye color wen't back to normal he thought to him self than shook his head again.

Neschume snarled loudly as he landed on her. She snarled and rolled over, kicking him off her. She stood up and snarled angerily, her fangs bared.

Angered by the Niwa's actions, Dragon roared at him as he changed into his Demon-Wolf form and growled "You....Have made...A very serious and fatal mistake.....Prepare for you inevitable journey...To the Underworld!!!!!" Dragon roared again as he summoned his Claymore, The Vindicator , and charged at the male Niwa like a rabid bull...

Skull growled and fliped over Dragon "Is that true, we'll than if it is lets get it on." he spread his wings and flapped them causing a huge gust of wind picking up dirt, rocks, and sticks that was causing havock and blindness. He than flapped his wings again and sen't the sandstorm straight to dragon while he looked at Neschume with a cocked brow..

Neschume looked away as the wind blew up the debrie. She looked back at Reaper. She narrowed his eyes on him. Her tail whipped from side to side. She growled and ignored the pain that racked her body from the wounds on her torso. She clenched her teeth and looked at Dragon. He ahd told her if it were to become a fight, she would run and hide. She snorted. She was no coward and would not show it. Her fur bristled as the two males got ready to fight.

Dragon quickly grabbed the Niwa by it's throat and slammed him into the hard ground. Dragon then punched him several times in the gut and threw him once more onto the ground. Dragon grabbed The Vindicator and prepared to impale the Niwa; Dragon growled "Any last words...Pathetic mortal? Any last tears to shed? Your soul is unjust...Unclean....This place...Shall be...Your grave! It's time for your punishment!!!"

Neschume twitched. Her tail lashed. Her jaws cracked. "Stop!" she barked angerily. "Dragon, stop!" she barked again and pushed herself between the two males. "Please, stop." she said in a calmer voice. "I want no martious. I want no one killed." she said, her fur layed flat on her shoulders.

"Wh-What are you doing?!" Dragon demanded "This abomitable swine has no reason to live! He shown me that the moment he attacked! It's obvious that he wants to die! He---GRRAAHHH!" Dragon then cupped his head and fell to one knee. After several shocking moments, Dragon had forced himself to change back into his normal form, Dragon heavily panted as he slowly got up and looked at Neschume and said "I'm sorry...I'm sorry.." and he walked away and sat , still panting heavily...

Skull smirked and growled as he pulled himself back up and gained balance "We'll that was unpleasent" he said while laughing to himself he spread his black wings out and lifted up into the air he glare down at both of them, his red eyes gleaming and his scars shineing. He shrugged and flew switlly threw the sky untill he came to his landing spot.

A mentally weakened Dragon slightly looked up at the Niwa as he flew off. Dragon thought to himself 'You've done a smart thing by running away when you had the chance, Niwa. But if we ever meet agian, I promise...I'll break you in half....' Dragon looked at Neschume and at the sky once again...

Nes growled at Reaper as he flew off. She turned back to Dragon and put a hand on him. Her black fur faded and her wings disappeared. "You okay?" she asked, placing a gentle paw on his shoulder. Her tail flicked. Her bristled gently, but only from the fight and what could of happen to Reaper if she hadn't stepped in between. She looked back up as he flew off. He owes me his life she snorted and looked at Dragon.

His Niwa blood runs hot. It is fueled by anger. Just like mine. she thought and studied him, but then started to lick her wounds, even if they weren't bleeding.

"I'm sorry you had to see that.." Dragon said "My Demon-form and...The Vindicator...can both get the better of me sometimes..." Dragon then stated "That was actually the first time in...forever..that the Demon-form went beserk like that..I don't know what would've happened....I thank you for stopping me when you did...." he then faintly grinned...

Skull awoke from his sleep he streched his wings out and yawned than walked up to a watering hole and managed to get a few quick laps of water in, he cracked his back and let a sigh out while walking through the forest ground.

Neschume nods. "Pleasure to help." she said and soon layed down. She curled around in a ball, her tail wrapped by her face. She fell into sleep. Though it was about noon-ish, she felt really tired. She sniffed and soon went intoa deep sleep.

Dragon could see that Neschume was still hurt, but just a little. For a while, Dragon had kept watch over her, in case any more cowardly Niwas showed up. About a couple hours later, Dragon noticed from the corner of his eye at least a dozen warriors not too far off. From the look of their armor, Dragon had predetermined that there were somehow survivors of last night's encounter; and they were obviously looking for retribution. Dragon then thought to himself 'I can't let any of them near here...Near Neschume...There's, after all, a great chance of them deciding to try and turn her into a fur coat...I won't let that happen..I won't let her pay for MY mistakes....Never!' Dragon stretched out his wings and flew at full speed at the location of the warriors. While flying, he remembered the Nechume said that she wanted no deaths on her account. Altough he hadn't known her for very long, the least he could do was respect that one and only wish. In mere seconds, Dragon turned into his Demon-form, summoned The Vindicator, and brutally attacked the warriors...

Neschume opened her eyes. The gust from Dragon lifting off had woken her. She stared up at him as he vanished. She stood up and shook her pelt. She looked around. He ahd stayed with for the few hours she had slept. She smiled faintly. She wondered where he was going. She sniffed the air and scented humans and already blood in the air. "Another battle?" she asked herself and hung her head, white wings suddenly ripped from