Raven released her ear, jerking herself back at the cost of a chunk of crimson flesh, now unable to stand on one of her legs, her strength waning from having already been wounded from the war-- And now jumped by the burly she-dog.One of the kicks hit Avalanche hard in the chest. She gasped a bit, loosening her jaws- which had been locked on Raven's shoulder -the slightest bit. She shook her head furiously, trying to get the she-dog to unlatch from her fluffy ear.
Rustling sounded from behind her, and she whirled around. Please, not another one. Instead, a fluffy black wolf bounded into sight, her pearly white fangs revealed in an aggressive snarl. "Water!" She yipped, relieved that the tide of the battle may have been changing.
"So, you kill Dark, Silverpup, and Sandstorm and now you're going after Raven, huh? Mistake." The wolf snarled, creeping forward to the aid of her friend. Raven, however, seemingly was rooted to the ground. They're dead, too? She suddenly seemed absolutely oblivious to Avalanche and her still hidden brother.