Birch snarled, her eyes burning with hatred,"Howmdare you call me a orphaned mutt, you stinking, horried, stupid fool of a wolf!"She snarled, snapped at the air, just inches from his muzzle.Birch let out a sharp cackle of anger and fear,"Fleas?"She sniffed,"Your the only one here who has fleas,"She lowered her gaze, a low growl erupted from the depths of her chest,"I want blood,"She hissed.She stalked around him, her feathered tail lashing,"You should fear me, Dark Storm,"~Dark Storm slowly pivoted around to face Midnight's successor, every fur on its very edge. "So the orphaned mutt succeeded my loser softhearted sister," Dark Storm observed dryly, his saliva dripping off his fangs as he yawned, unimpressed. He lifted a paw and extracted a claw, observing it with a feigned great interest. "So what would you like to exchange?" He slowly lowered his amber gaze to meet hers, completely devoid of any incriminating emotion. "Fleas, words, or--" He let his voice trail off, and his paw fell, betraying nothing.
He exploded forward, barreling into his newfound arch nemesis with the full, debilitating monstrosity of his weight. "- BLOOD?"~
(He'll be fighting two dogs at once. Excellent. >:} )
~Jasper kicked upward as soon as the wolf bowled him down, raking his claws across his instantaneous opponent's belly. "I see we aren't wasting any niceties," he spat, as he slithered out from beneath the wolf, ripping the fur off his pinned shoulder. He let his paws carry him into a slow encirclement of his foe. Head lowered and spine arched, Jasper let the full extent of the suppressed collection of rage from the last moon's hardships ignite and infect his heated blood like poison. Alpha, this is for all the times I defied you.~