New Wolf Era

lexya♥

lexya couldn't help but to laugh at the younger female, who exactly are you? she smiled, i like your spunkiness attitude. you are very loyal to your pack, hmm? lexya looked down at lydya, and quickly motioned her eyes back behind her, she smiled once again at the pair standing before her, sir, you might want to stand back as well, it might get a bit hard to... breath. she laughed.

the female stood from her haunches and took a few steps back, she lowered her head to stare at the ground for a brief moment as lydya took off behind her, towards the dead field. once she could no longer smell lydya in the near area she lowered her body closer to the ground, extending her wings a bit. she tucked her long fluffy tail between her legs and flashed her black eyes at the younger female, smirking. ready? she continued to smirk as she flattened her ears against her skull.

lexya quickly dashed towards the female, and before reaching the female she fully extended her wings, and hovered off the ground, going quickly over the younger female, now hovering behind her, she nipped at the female's tail. with a strong gust of wind blowing her back higher into the air.

Marcus Dragomir

He didn't know what to say to her, he knew it wouldn't be easy to apologize and he couldn't use his hypnosis in this instance. Maybe he should just leave her to herself "I am sorry, truly I am. And I do love you..." He turned away from her back towards the area he was hunting "I need more blood to satisfy my thirst and heal my wound from Medusa before it gets too infected."

Marcus immediately opened his jaws with elongated fangs and let out a kind hissing growl that was completely non-wolf sounding. His face contorted into something more demonic "You filthy harlet! You just keep claiming that emotion is weak. Allow to show what my anger can be when I'm not pretending that I have a single ounce of respect for you!" With his vampiric speed he was at her side in an instance with his fangs aiming to sink into her neck. If they were no longer going to be in this pack, no ise in holding back.

Medusa

She stood tall as Akri and Vierro approached, listening to Marcus's words as Vierro stepped forward to protect the pack. She glared at Marcus, but a sparkle still lit in her eyes. "Just buckets of blood, huh? Is that what you call your little girlfriend, too? Do you drink her blood aswell? Perhaps use her to twist her mind just so you can feed off of her?" She laughed. "Enough of this." 

Bringing herself to Akris side, she nodded to him. "I thank you for your support, but I don't believe this is fair." She said, looking over to Vierro. "Vierro, thank you for helping, but this is between Marcus and I. I would like for you two to stop Tahlia, once a member joins this pack, there is no leaving." She said, sternly.

"As for you, coward," She stood now, between Vierro and Marcus. "You want to leave? Not without a battle." She implied, standing tall and glaring at him. "A death battle. Do you agree, or are you truely as large of a coward as you intend to be?" She stood tall, smiling. There was nothing better to her than a death battle; standing up to what she believed in, and risking her own life to display her dominance towards another. "We'll see who's the true baby now."

Marcus Dragomir

He jumped back from Vierro when Medusa told him to stop and got between them. "Thats right, all I care for is blood. I'm just one nasty monster." There was no point in trying to convince her otherwise. He stood tall himself, despite what age he looked younger than they he was older than them. The anger hadn't left him and his demonic appearance stayed but he spoke calmly "I never intended to leave without a fight. I concede to your death battle. The happiest part of it, will be tearing at your throat!" He crouched and spread his wings, the pain in his left one would be ignored since it was useless to him, and dashed forward then raised his shadow claws to tear into her chest.

Marcus had been mainly focused on her chest but he wasn't so focused that he was oblivious to her movements. The claws he stuck into her were extended shadows so he let them dissapate so he could move to the side but her claws still raked across the right side of his neck. The pain gave him the excitement to open his jaws so he could attempt to sink his fangs into her neck.

Medusa

As her claws successfully hit Marcus, she stopped and pressed them forwards into his throat, pushing hard as though trying to suffocate him, but she had another plan in mind. It had worked in the past, and so as her claws sunk in deeper, Medusa allowed them to sink out acid, trying to fill his throat with the stinging mixture. She was only able to pour a little bit as she didn't have a strong enough hold on Marcus, but she didn't know if it actually sunk into his throat or if it went into his blood stream, both being extremely painful. 

Medusa growled as he lashed out, but the way she was facing made him bite her chin, making a rather uncomfortable stance as he held a pretty good grip. In attempt to shake him loose, she shook her head back and fourth, as though a dog would with a toy in it's mouth.

As the searing pain flooded into him his jaw's grip on her chin tightened qnd he began to swallow the blood that came from it. It wasn't much but it was enough to help the and injury from the acid less and less with each drop of her blood. He raised his paw and enveloped it in razor sharp shadow claws. Now that they were stuck this there was little chance she could get away. He thrusted his claws and angled them to try and go up from her bottom jaw then into the rest of her head.

Xavier Valkryie III

The wolf was about to head off into the direction of the newcomer's howl, it sounded feminine and Xavier couldn't help but lick his lips. He needed something to get some frustration out on. Midstep, Xavier stopped to the booming howl of his beta.

"What now?!" He groaned in frustrated anger.

He just wanted to see to these newcomers and get the hell back home to relax for his wounds to heal. Xavier stomped the cold Earth with a metallic paw, giving off a hard thump. He whisked his tail upwards once more before proceeding toward Medusa's howl. His pace quickened with curiosity as he heard the snarls and rough-housing. It sounded like a fight was happening. Normally he wouldn't give two sh*ts, but if Medusa called then something was up.

Upon arrival, the alpha slackened his pace as he noticed Medusa and Marcus in mid battle. It seemed heated, not holding back. Either Marcus did something to infuriate Medusa further or he became another traitor. Didn't he learn his lesson this time? Noticing that Vierro was on the scene, snarling and had a few small marks on his white fur.

"Vierro. Explain what the f*ck is going on here?" Xavier ordered, his eyes narrowed but refrained from getting involved unless he knew what was going on. This was Medusa's fight. If she started it, she could finish it perfectly fine. Wasn't that the reason why she was made beta, for her fiesty and warrior-esque monstrosity?

Xavier Valkryie III

Giving off a snort of amusement at Vierro, it came out as a puff as the cold weather made him shiver to the bone. Temperature seemed to affect him more than he had liked, blaming his element for the easy conductivity. "I figured he lied, why else do you believe I summoned Tahlia and ordered her to beat him. I knew it'd break their little hearts." He confessed, as if it was the biggest secret. He had motive to harden these wolves up, they were just surprisingly weaker than he expected.

"Tahlia has run off? I'm not too surprised, she was never a fighter. However, no wolf leaves Inferno, even a lowly female. She shouldn't be too much for Akri to handle, especially if he's out hunting for her at night. Pray for her damned soul." Xavier gave a throaty chuckle.

The alpha's ears lifted with great interest. "A death challenge, I hear." A wicked smile emerged from his cold, cruel face. The newly thin scar across his cheek made him look more sinister as he grinned. His amber eyes filled with a malice. "She surprises me, sometimes. Then again, Medusa knows what she's doing, even if this match is deemed unfair. She is a great fighter, and he couldn't even stay around to fight Akri as he's a hunter." Xavier sneered the last part, he had all the confidence in Medusa.

"Banished is too good for him, if he lives. We'll still chase him down, either way, he's bound to die within a week."

Medusa

The female grinned as Marcus was removed from her, and her eyes opened wide as dark tendrils came flying for her. Being quick she turned and whacked them all with her tail, flicking her tail back and fourth as they painfully stabbed her, but it wasn't nearly as bad as if it would have been through the chest. Nostrils flaring, Medusa charged towards Marcus and lifted a paw, aiming to strike at his face. Her paw aimed in until it was inches away, then at the last second she quickly dropped her paw and turned to slam Marcus suddenly with her large tail, hopefully stabbing him back with his own tendrils. The sudden reaction was so quick, surely he would have been caught off guard.

Marcus was quick enough to react to the sudden change in attack so he dodged by becoming one with shadows while her tail just missed him. When he rose up from the shadows, two shadow clones rose up too with the only way to tell the difference being to attack one. Each of them shot out more tendrils, about two each, aiming for her vital areas.

Xavier Valkryie III

"I'd give you that honor, but knowing Medusa, she'll rip this wolf a new a*s." Xavier gave a malice smile at the thought. Vierro could even take Marcus easily too, he was nicely trained and had the hard heart that Xavier wished more wolves would have. At Vierro's words, Xavier didn't motion anything towards him and just watched this fight. So far, nothing much was interesting about it other than it being a fight to the death and the last few moves displayed.

"Amusing you should bring that up. I was thinking of it, your just about to be head warrior. But if Medusa disappoints me, you'll take over her spot. I think you've earned it." Xavier explained, knowing Vierro was always the first to a fight and willing to protect the pack or even himself. He was cold, not soft, and displayed nice skills in the art of fighting. A wolf that Xavier wouldn't have trouble trusting, which was hard for the cold alpha.