Onyx growled confidently, killing Nighthawk with a swift but devastating bite to her neck, crunching bone in the process. Good, Forest was here to help. He would've chuckled, but instead he snorted ominously and headed for Squirrelflight, bloodthirst shining in his eyes like the devil's jewelry.
"NOOOO!"Hollyshadow's screech sounded aloud as she dropped to her nee's."Nighthawk!"
Squrrielflight snarled, her ears flat against her head, Her deadly jaws curled back, her green eyes glittering."How dare you kill her, You flea ridden, Notail pet mange pelt's!"She howled.Her head swung around, looking for any help, Star stood, frozen to the ground, and Merlin was curled around her pup, while the others where screeching just outside the camp.
Onyx snarled, leaping on the downed Hollyshadow, burying his teeth into the ribcage of Hollyshadow, in an attempt to break them and pierce her heart. While he did feel bone break, that gave no obvious note to how serious the interior damage was.
Hollyshadow howled, feeling a snap from her ribcage.She paused, going limp, trying to fool Onyx.
Reed desperately wanted to give her a demeaning snarl, but he knew that it would be pointless. "Yeah, times like this I wish Rip pack had a healer," he joked, his voice tight with pain. He stepped forward, taking in a sharp breath as his bloody leg tried to bear his weight. "I'm just gonna sit here... and watch the show?" His cold yellow eyes became sparks of curiosity as Calamitypup snapped bitterly at Shadow, he tiny frame rattling with fear and anger. He would've smirked, but decided that he would be better off playing the good guy while he was so battered. "Rocket, go get Brindlepup from the Belle's den," he ordered, in a thick coyote accent so the slick race-dog couldn't understand him. He could see her eyes narrow as she attempted to make out the words, and to his surprise, she seemed to relax slightly, accidentally signaling that she understood enough of it. Reed studied her carefully, his eyes narrowed, partly from pain and partly because that's what you do when you stare at someone discriminately. As Rocket trotted off to the Belle's den, he spoke to her.
(Great! Attack Hollyshadow too!)Slick is ready and waiting
Reed desperately wanted to give her a demeaning snarl, but he knew that it would be pointless. "Yeah, times like this I wish Rip pack had a healer," he joked, his voice tight with pain. He stepped forward, taking in a sharp breath as his bloody leg tried to bear his weight. "I'm just gonna sit here... and watch the show?" His cold yellow eyes became sparks of curiosity as Calamitypup snapped bitterly at Shadow, he tiny frame rattling with fear and anger. He would've smirked, but decided that he would be better off playing the good guy while he was so battered. "Rocket, go get Brindlepup from the Belle's den," he ordered, in a thick coyote accent so the slick race-dog couldn't understand him. He could see her eyes narrow as she attempted to make out the words, and to his surprise, she seemed to relax slightly, accidentally signaling that she understood enough of it. Reed studied her carefully, his eyes narrowed, partly from pain and partly because that's what you do when you stare at someone discriminately. As Rocket trotted off to the Belle's den, he spoke to her.
"I'll assume you know the risk of befriending your enemy."
"I do."
Reed locked his gaze with hers, staring her down. Naturally, she stared back, except in her eyes he saw unnerving calmness that he had only seen in one other dog.
"She looks like Shadow!"
Quickly, he shoved the thought away before it expressed itself on his face.
Rocket nodded quickly. "Yes, Beta." she woofed softly, trotting away towards the den. When she reached the den, she stuck her head inside. "Brindlepup?" she yipped, staring into the darkness as her eyes adjusted.Slick is ready and waiting
Reed desperately wanted to give her a demeaning snarl, but he knew that it would be pointless. "Yeah, times like this I wish Rip pack had a healer," he joked, his voice tight with pain. He stepped forward, taking in a sharp breath as his bloody leg tried to bear his weight. "I'm just gonna sit here... and watch the show?" His cold yellow eyes became sparks of curiosity as Calamitypup snapped bitterly at Shadow, he tiny frame rattling with fear and anger. He would've smirked, but decided that he would be better off playing the good guy while he was so battered. "Rocket, go get Brindlepup from the Belle's den," he ordered, in a thick coyote accent so the slick race-dog couldn't understand him. He could see her eyes narrow as she attempted to make out the words, and to his surprise, she seemed to relax slightly, accidentally signaling that she understood enough of it. Reed studied her carefully, his eyes narrowed, partly from pain and partly because that's what you do when you stare at someone discriminately. As Rocket trotted off to the Belle's den, he spoke to her.
"I'll assume you know the risk of befriending your enemy."
"I do."
Reed locked his gaze with hers, staring her down. Naturally, she stared back, except in her eyes he saw unnerving calmness that he had only seen in one other dog.
"She looks like Shadow!"
Quickly, he shoved the thought away before it expressed itself on his face.
