White Eclipse

The medium sized Arctic Wolf slowly approached the ranch. His white frame moved over the snowy grass. He quickly searched through the ranch, looking around. He was mainly looking for some food, or anything interesting. He was also oviously on the lookout for a shelter. He had come from the freezing Croal Mountains, and he was now here, keeping a lookout for free food, shelter, or anything interesting and worth finding.

Triton

.The giant masceline wolf sat hunkered behind some tall grass. His cobalt eyes watched the other lupine wander about the ranch. The titan's obsidian coat could be seen slightly through the grass, the only part perfectly hidden was his alabaster paw. He sniffed the air, pushing his nose between the blades of grass, giving himself a better view of the opposing masculine. Not making a sound, he tried his best not to give his position away, in case one of the humans came from the house. He'd have no probably with the collies, of course, he being near twice their size. He was indeed much larger a lobo than any other he had seen so far in his life.

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White Eclipse

As the wolf was walking about the area, his ears quickly perked upward. His frame stopped stiff at the scent of an unknown wolf. His nose wildly scavenged for the scent again, but the wind quickly lost it. After a short while, the scent came back. He quickly scanned the land, but seen nothing moving. There was no noise except for the chilly wind.

Triton

.The brute sniffed again, catching another faint scent of the wolf. His ears perked as well, and his gently flicked the end of his tail. The single alabaster paw went out slowly to mat down a portion of the grass, then returned under his bodice with the three sable tarsals. He gave a soft yip, just enough for to give away his position. His eyes darted to the barn door, watching to see if the collies had heard him. He turned back to face the form of the palid brujo, hoping he heard the call.

Bonnie

The collie stood nearby, and growled. No wolves were coming near the new masters! She ran up her fur stood on her neck teeth bared.

Taijya

In the tall grass the raven fae hid, watching for a free meal, just like the others. It was always interesting to watch the humans, because always a chance came to kill one. Her features lay untouched as the yip is released from one brute, ambers only looking abit. But her nares had caught the oncoming dogs aroma, dial body shifting abit. At the first aggresive action Taijya stood, hackles raising as well. Of course the males would handle themselves, but this would be fun. The domestic animal was new, it was evitable by her unknown scent but either way she had no chance against her, and with two more lupes, it would be a surprise if the dove even lived a moment longer. Jaws parted as her ambers watched the dog.

"Fae, be not a fool. Depart if you value your life."

White Eclipse

The wolf shifted his frame, and his ears pressed back against his skull. His white canvas blend in perfectly within the snowy landscape. Only his few dark scattered peices of fur were clearly visable. He shifted again, getting ready to give a fierce attack if it was needed. His sharp teeth were bared as his growls seemed to echo in his throat. He would be good in a fight, and he had no fear what-so-ever of a dog. In the tall grass something moved, giving off it's position. Another wolf was around, too. Being very protective, he slowly walked forward.

Triton

.The brawny patriarch turned immediently to face the collie. He noted the she-wolf as well. Tail flicked against the ground, as he rose to full height. He stood atleast an inch taller than the other lupines, and he carried himself upon pillars of stone. He stepped out of the grass and toward the collie. His muscles tensed slightly, sapphire voids locked onto those of the dog. Be gone, dog, if you wish to live another day.

White Eclipse

The wolf slowly stopped, watching the revealed wolf. It started at a rumble, and then increased into a powerful growl. "What have you for being here?" he asked to the collie. His canvas pricked forth all over his back. His growls and snarls grew thicker and meaner and he advanced on the dog, ready to pounce if necessary.

Triton

.His eyes stared cold and hard at the collie. his voice was deep and commanding. How bout it? One of you, three of us. Shall we kill you now, or do you want to go see if your friends want to die as well... You could say Triton was the one to edge on the fight. He loved nothing more than victory and the smell of fresh blood. He has been compared to a madman, but to him, death was a part of life. For him, it was a choice between kill or kill, there was no be killed.

Taijya

Mynx lets her ambers wander abit, looking to both brutes, she is glad to see both seem eager to fight as well. With a snicker her hackles loweer abit, stance still ready to attack. She knew life, and she knew fighting. And if there wasn't anything she knew more of was fighting in life. She was ready to attack dare the collie make another stupid move.

"What do you value more, your life or those humans? Make the wise choice and beat it"

White Eclipse

The wolf stared closely at the collie, and then listened to the words spoken by the other wolves. "Beat it kid!" he then said under his harsh snarls of anger. "Beat it or face the eyes of death!" He growled and bared his teeth more, getting ready to pounce if the dog didn't leave. He shifted again and his deep brown eyes stared at the collie.

Bonnie

Bonnie stared at the two.

"I only value helping the masters. Depart, or be shot."

White Eclipse

The snowy frame walked slowly to the dog. "Wolves have their rights, too." he said in his regular voice. "You will be dead before any human can ever come near." His eyes glared at the dog. He liked killing humans. It was the easiest job in a wolf's life. He was getting angered and annoyed by this little dog's actions, so he planned to attack now, while still the chance. He would wait, though, for if the humans come to the dog's rescue.

Triton

The mighty titan glared down at the collie. You have chosen death, one way or another. If you return to the barn, it'll give you the chance to live until we next see you. If you stay, you die...And so will the humans... He wanted to attack, but he held himself back. He stepped forward, fangs bared. The collie would be easy, as would the humans. The only thing that worried him was if the humans carried guns.

Bonnie

Bonnie took a step forward. Go back to your little group and leave them well enough alone. You two are killers and not welcome at this Ranch! she snarled at them.

White Eclipse

The wolf slowly raised his ears. He was going to attack before the human got here. He hopefully would. He wanted to wait first, to see if the other would attack. His growls turned into nasty snarls, as he advanced on the dog. Her calling for a human wouldn't do her much good. If the human had a gun, he had his plan on what to do. It should work, and if sucessful, there would be no problem to kill the human. "Don't waste you'r time." he said under his snarls as he stopped near the dog.

Triton

.He gave a small snort at the dog's actions. Don't be stupid... he muttered. Eyes followed the arctic lupine, ears perking. The brujo stepped around to the left side of the collie and bend his head down closer to hers. I could kill you right now...But as respect a fair fight, I'll give you the chance to attack first...Go on...try to bite me, mutt... He taunted the collie, hoping he'd be able to sink his teeth into her soon enough.

Timber & Rollin

Rollin, the older male collie of the ranch, was never too far from the house. The scent and sound of the three invaders quickly reached him and he gave a short howling-bark to alert the others. With his dark hackles lifted, Rollin came racing from the direction of the barn. And stopped near Bonnie, "You! You murderous feind!" he snarled in rage, recognizing Taijya's scent in a heartbeat. "I swear you'll pay for your sins with your life, this time!" Normally Rollin wouldn't be so brash as to attack a group of three wolves, but Taijya was one of the few enemies whom he had vowed to kill when ever he next got the chance. Sprining straight for her, Rollin hoped to knock her from balance and seize her throat.

Timber was near at hand as well and responded quickly to his father's call. He was more spry than Rollin and had an even greater vengence against the killers of his siblings. Leaving his father to attack Taijya, Timber rushed at Triton first, trying to strike the wolf along his side and then spring away...

Taijya

Taijya let a sly grin slip onto her features, Rollin's scent filling her nostrils, so familar as the day she had killed one of his kin. His anger would blur his sences, and her uncaring persona would allow her out of this without a problem. Her harks were errect as his voice entered them, his rage filled tone just giving her more reason to laugh. Ambers were already searching for his weak point, even before his back limbs shifted to allow him to venture towards her. In reply she quickly shifted to the side, just out of reach of the brute. He would not have her pinned so easily, and her death would be a far more difficult task then that.

Her bod shifted to alow her to face him once more, jaws parted abit to allow her icy voie to echo out.

"You should forget the past mutt. You've lived this long, I'd think you would like to outlive your family, full of weaklings."

With that said the vixen took it upon herself to pace slowly around him, ambers watching his motions, searching for even the slightest muscle movement, signaling the oncoming of his attack. Many seasons in this world had taught her that to be aware was to stay alive, and when fighting one such as this mutt, it would be the exact thing he lacked, blidning by his rage. By keeping her motion constent, she gained an unperhand, by having momentum enough to allow her to dodge an attack quicker then one would when standing still. As her raven form continued around, she took it upon herself to attack, finding the right sholder attractive to sink her fangs into his flesh.

As her hinds pushed off the terra, her jaws snapped where the sholder had been seen, neck tucked to protect the vital spot which ran down.

Triton

He smelled the dogs early on, and in time to twist his body around. The collie had bitten fur, close to Triton's skin. The wolf was much larger than Timber, therefore had an easy time of him. His jaws opened wide as he went for Timber's neck with his pearly fangs. His front paws beat at the collie's flank at the same time.

Rollin & Timber

Despite his years and countless fights, horrible animosity did indeed taint his usually keen and sure movements. Age was also flawing his motion, but not to a terrible degree yet. With his winter coat in, it saved Rollin from some damage as Taijya found her teeth set into his shoulder, but not all. Without wasting a second in thought, Rollin whipped his head back bring his own wearing fangs into the side of his foe's neck. "You will pay! I swear, you will pay!" his voice was muffled by his attacks.

Timber was far more cunning and quick of mind and body than his father. He too was greatly affected by the loss of family, but was in more control of those emotions in times of need. The collie danced lightly out of Triton's grasp and swinging paws. He knew that he was no match in a face-to-face battle with this larger and more powerful wolf. Timber circled his target quickly, then lunged in again at the opposite side, trying this time to leave a gash upon Triton's flank.

Triton

He growled loudly as he missed the collie. As Timber attacked the second time, he twisted around again. Timber had though, left a minor gash on his flank. Triton became enraged and hurled himself at the dog. He tried to knock off the collie's balance and clamp his jaws around Timber's soft underbelly.

Bonnie

Bonnie stood with one paw up. These two came out of no where on cue.. she thought. Snarling once more, eyes darted ant White Eclipse. Killersare never cared for. No emotions, only death. she growled before lunging at the one she learned to hate.

Taijya

The demoness snarled low within her vocals, the crimson liquid filling her jaws, her neck wrentching back and forth to further extend the wound. Her constent shakes of her dail had caused the attack to her nape almost unseen, almost the key word. The vix pulled away from the brutes attack just as he was about to him, a good pieces of fur along with a nice little gash the only evidence of getting hit. With one last tug she fairy releases, jumping back a few feet before continueing to face. Her now blood stained fangs gleamed, her ambers locked onto the brute. She chuckled, a tempting gesture for any foolish collies, blinding by past losses.

"Rollin, you'll never succed is killing me. So why not spare the last of your years, then have it all end at my jaws."

This time, the dove would await the domestics attack. Give him a chance to come up with something... less juvinile.

White Eclipse

He was watchinbg the others fighting, and felt a little concerned. He had just enough time to spring around and dodge Bonnie's attack. His snarls increased in seconds and his eyes narrowed at the dog. He let out one last snarl before hurling at Bonnie. He aimed for her throat, the easiest way to kill an opponent...

Aidan

The hybrid had heeded the call as well and came galloping across the ground as quick as he could. For a moment he paused a good distance away from the fight as he seemed to be sizing up the opponents and seeing just who they were. There was something dark that he hid from his ranch friends, but it wouldn't be revealed today.

Seeing these three attackers were indeed his enemies, the mostly charcoal-toned hybrid continued his rapid pace towards the group. Without much of a snarl or growl to announce his appearance, Aidan plundged straight for White Eclipse. His gaping jaws, easily larger and more powerful than his collie friends, made a caculated aim for the wolf's hind limb.

White Eclipse

The wolf heard and smelled the approaching hybrid. He quickly dodged past Bonnie. He ran forward, stopped and angrily growled.

Since wolves can run up over 30 miles per hour, he thought of no problem getting rid of this one. He turned his head and quickly dodged outward out of the animal's plunge. He snarled and then his eyes narrowed, as they did before. He quickly lunged at Aiden. This would be no problem at all. He aimed eagerly for the throat...

Timber & Rollin

Rollin collected himself a moment, fighting his urging will to rush Taijya and tear her to peices. "Would you let your families' uneeded death go without a fight? Without compensation?" he blazed at her, "I doubt you even have family, as lowly as you are!" His mind was clearing now, but the desire to kill was still nearly overwhelming. It was his wounded shoulder that brought him to calculating his attacks, because he couldn't retain a good speed for a rush or swift pivots if he needed a quick dodge from an attack. As quickly as he could, the collie began to circle Taijya with his wounded shoulder facing away. He was biding his time and waiting for the others arrival.

Timber was surprised to see Aidan and hadn't noticed his pause. But hardly any attention could be afforded to his friend. Triton was bearing down on him again, forcing Timber to curl away from the second attack that might have crippled him. Triton's fangs brushed through the collie's winter fur but didn't reach flesh. Once again Timber struck out with his fangs, although this time they were aimed to leave a mark across Triton's muzzle. And as always, he never stopped moving. Timber ran and darted this way or that, trying to keep Triton busy while avoiding his fangs. He knew he'd be doomed if he got caught by the more powerful wolf!

Triton

He growled as he missed the collie. Dodging the attack, he swept out with his paws, trying to strike Timber's head. He filled with anger and his eyes stung with hate.

Taijya

The fae said nothing to Rollins words, rather she was too focused on him at the time. His shoulder would hold him back, making any movement he made slower and more sluggish, yet not entirerly aviodable. Taijya's ambers rarely left Rollin's circling bod, and when they did wander it was to different patched of earth, thinking of new imaginitive attacks.

With a passing gust from Rollin's direction, Taijya, made her move. Hinds pushed off the earth, making her motion easily seen. She wanted him to be ready for her attack, cause her aim was his back hind, or so it would see. As she neared her 'target' the fae lept over the collie, turning abrupting and sinking her teeth into what she had seen to be the opposite hind. Though this attack would have been hard to prepare for, it could possibly be done... by the probiblyity was slim.

Magick

Having left the lands for a good time, the fae had returned, coming here for an easy meal. But this scene had caught all of her sceneces first, saphires watching all the bloodshed. Then as she saw two of the human's dogs attacking one wolf she readied herself. Had it been fair, she would have left, but because it was not, her wolvine blood kept her here, to fight with her brotheren. Magick kicked off the earth, jaws aiming for Aidan's backbone. If she caught the dog correectly, her jaws could pierce the vertabre, paralyzing the creature, leaving it motionless and helpless. This was her plan.

Aidan

Living with the Shadow Lurkers taught him how to fight, if nothing else. That was all his pack seemed to do! If he called them, there would be no question as who would end up dead or running for their lives. But he couldn't do that... no one here must know that he still had connections with his home pack.

Aidan knew to keep his head low and met his first attacker jaw to jaw, leaving cuts on his muzzle. At least they weren't on his throat though. He was going to go for another attack on White Eclipse, but then Magick showed up, forcing him to change tactics. Aidan noticed her just in time and sprung back as quick and hard as he could, leaving her jaws to close on his side. Hardly before his feet hit the ground, Aidan struck for the side of her face, trying to tear it open...

Timber & Rollin

Timber was more consentrated on Triton's fangs, and so when his paws struck out the smashed against the collie's lean head and muzzle. For a moment his balance was disturbed and he nearly lost his swift footing. But he was lithe and well calculated and pulled back to avoid a strike Triton might unleash with his jaws. "You're going to be outnumbered as soon as the others arrive! You might as well leave while you still can!" Timber growled hastily, still running about to keep Triton busy. Once again, he sprung for the wolf but his aim was for Triton's muzzle, trying to slash at it with his fangs.

Rollin watched Taijya's movements with critical judgement. He ducked slightly and prepared to spin and face her fang to fang, but her movements suddenly changed from what he had assumed. The collie tried to make up for his lack in calculations by twirling the other way, but he could feel the wolf's fangs set into his huanch. With a painful and outraged snarl, Rollin tried to pull away while bending his head around to snap at her muzzle and face.

Triton

He growled as his bite missed the collie. You may think that... He snarled angrily at the dog. He jumped around just in time for Timber's jaws to go flying by. His jaws ended up somewhere near Timber's flank, so the titan launched at the flesh and tried to grab hold as best he could.

Magick

The star dusted beauty worked her magic just fine, tearing at hs side in which her jaws had set hold. She could see his jaws coming a mile away her saphire spheres closing as she pulled away , leving only enough room for his fangs to light scratch her mug. This only made her bite harder, hinds pulling him away from the brute he had been ganging up on before.

Taijya

The fae laughed within her mind, her attack suceeding just as it had many atime. This move was her's something she had come up with, working especialy well with canines of an older age and weakened body. With a satisfied snarl she ripped at his side, stretchign the flesh, causign more of the crimson liquid to flow. Her fangs shut down harder, hoping to cause all the damage possible. Just then a pain is felt on her mug. She winces, and for a moment she is filled with surprise. Her joy had given her a weakness, she must not make this mistake again. Her lips curled up, the blood from his wound leaking from her fangs as a blood curling snarl was released. Then with a spark of genius she let up on his wound, enough to make him think she was giving up, in one way or another. But instead when she fully released she lunged for her nape, right below his jaw, close enough for her to reach with the grip he had on her. Blood flowed from her mug, her motion having stretched the wound abit, but nothing too serious. Jaws shut tight, whether they had hit the spot or not.

Timber, Rollin, & Mark

His blood was up and he wasn't the least bit tired or distracted from this fight. He was constantly watching Triton, his eyes, his paws, his fangs... Seeing him go for his flank, Timber plundged forward, holding himself low to the ground to avoid yet another attack. He wanted to go for the wolf's throat, but that would put his body in reaching of Triton's jaws, which would be suicide. Timber continued to race about the wolf, making a false lunge at him before turning and making a spring for Triton's hind limb...

Rollin yelped and bit at her muzzle until she released. The collie staggered back a few steps, bristling and angered at his mistake which cost him a good deal of pain and injury. Then Taijya came again and Rollin attempted to spring away. But again his injuries slowed him down enough for Taijya to get a grip on the side of his neck, behind the jaws. Rollin attempted to rear back while batting his front paws against her neck and face.

Mark had finally arived after being spured by his collie's 'war' howl. He could not possibly shoot any of the wolves right now because they were so close to his own pets. Mark fired his riffle into the air, hoping to frighten the wolves. If that didn't work, he'd have to just try something else.

Bonnie

Bonnie, in a daze of the fury, shied at the gunshot. Immediatly, she lay watching Mark.

Taijya

The fae tore vigerously at his neck, jaws tearing into the flesh, attempting to cut his lifeline. His nails had started scratching her face and neck, but because canines did not have claws such as the cats, it was a rather dull pain, and even when his claws would scratch across her face, she ignored it, jaws simply tightening. Every so often she would release a bit, trying to gain a better grip, still determinedf to breath the lifeline.

Her nares inhaled deeply, searching past the scent of frsh blood, and finding tyhe new human scent, her jaws tightening as a muffled growl was released. Her bod shifted, keeping Rollin in front of her, closest to the human. Because she was larger then any collie, this would be an easy task, especialy with his wounded bod. Mark didn't seem to want to take a chance on hitting his precious dogs, so she would use this to her advantage as well.

Aidan

The gun blast startled him far more than the bite he got from Magick. Aidan was a large hybrid; not so big as his 'softie' of a brother, Kenyon, but much bigger than Ankh. The most ill-tempered of his siblings. Using all his strength, he whirled around, bring his front limbs off the ground as he did so. By throwing all the moment he could into his turn, he tried to wrench Magick's hold away and, or, bring his front limbs down against her side to force her to the ground. His keen fangs aimed for her flank...

Magick

The vix of starlight held fast, jaws clamping even lighter on their hold. A shift in the brutes muscles tho gave her reason to released, an attempt to get away from the jaws. But before she would do much, she felt fangs penatrate her flank, a yelp of pain emmited out into the air. Saphire blaze angerly at the brute, wincing at the pain. Without much thought ehr instict is to get aholf of him, the dove reaching at his own hinds, hoping to get hold of the lower part of the leg. Her jaws snapped shut where she had seen it, all her strength put into an attempt to not cry out as she stretched her own wound by attamepting this.

Timber, Rollin, & Mark

Rollin struggled and continued to bat and scratch at her face, but knew his attack was desperately pale in comparison to Taijya's. Age and smaller size allowed the wolfess to move him about against his will, although he fought her the whole way and tried to bite at her. But in the position she had him by, it would be simple for her to stay out of his jaws' reach. Meanwhile, his neck began to bleed more profusely.

Mark quickly gauged the fighting and saw his old dog Rollin was in serious troube. Not only that, but here was Taijya! Descriptions from people that had seen her, by mere chance, had given a picture to her wanted name as a Legendary Wolf. He knew just who she was. Not able to shoot at her at the moment, Mark sprinted forward with his face twisted in anger and desperation. The man dodged around Rollin and swung the end of his gun down, aiming to smash it against Taijya's back...

Rollin fought and struggled to make sure Taijya would have a very hard time dodging out of the way if she still wanted to keep her hold.

Koren

The sounds of fighting reached Koren's ears and the mammoth of a wolf rose to his feet abruptly. His auds laced back against his skull and leapt off in the direction of the ranch. The sight that met his eyes confused and infuriated him. He leapt into the fray and immediatly went in for one of Taijya's fore-limbs. He snapped his jaws shut around and shook violently, trying to pry her away from Rollin.

Fajebin

Brute, holding hues of the snowest winters eve enters the scene, orbs of hazel taking in the happenings. It was the scent of blood, the sweet holy scent that was expelled from the wounds of others, that was his love. His spheres gazed about, falling upon the vix whom had seemed to attract alot of unwanted attention. A human no doubt, along with yet another dog seemed to take advantage of her state, in which she was killing one of the pathetic human pets. Though a loner by nature, even he could not stand and let another of his brothern be outnumbered by such an alarming amount. With his instincts guiding, the demon took on a haisty stride, limbs pulling him closer and closer each time. Then as he neared the dog whom attacked Taijyas fores, he attacked. Hinds pushed off the hells barriar below him, jaws snapping at the dogs scawny neck, attempting to push him away and at least give the fae some chance. Fighting off the human and keeping her current prey would be her challange now, the question was would she succeed.

"Never leave your guard, you never know who might be waiting."

His vocals released an icy tone, chilling to the bone and dangerous even to the most vicious of being. His voice was muffled though from his clamped jaws, hopefully around the next of Koren.

Taijya

Raven hued huntress held fast on her prey, jaws never releasing their deadly hold. The newly strengthend flow of blood gave her even more reason to hang on. With him gone, she would have succeeded in killing the dog many a wolf had tried and failed. But thoughts of a glorious victory soon faded as footsteps draw nearer to her place of battle. Human stick filled her nares further, and she felt herself being slightly pushed by the slowly dieing Rollin.

Don't think you'll win"

Her voice trailed off in a muffled state, jaws clamping even tiughter in anger and rage. No one would steal this victory from her, especialy not a human. Instictivly she tried to excape, trying to move her bod from range of the gun, while she kept her hold on Rollin. Suddenly a sharp blow to her back makes her wince, but she didn't release, still she pushed her jaws together. Limbs attempted to carry her bod from the blows of the gun, while jaws wished to be the death of Rollin. She would not release not until he was dead.

"And when you're gone... it will be your humans turn"

Koren

The enormous ebony wolf felt the jaws of the male close around his neck and he instinctively ducked his head, leaving the brute only the broad area where his neck met his back open. With a closing jerk to her fore leg, he released the limb and whirled about to free himself momentarily from his attacker. Writhing his sinuous black form, he made an attempt to wrench his neck from the other's hold and within seconds, he was back at Taijya, snapping and knawing at whatever body part he could reach with impending ferocity. His mind was set; he had to protect Rollin and Mark. When he had left his pack as a pup, those living at the ranch, canine and human alike, had taken him in, and he wasn't about to let a fellow wolf dispose of what he considered part of his pack and the minx's words only seemed to feed the rage burning up inside of him.

"You'll not touch him!"

Koren went mad with anger and drove himself at Taijya's throat with open jaws, his usually placid and tactical state of mind completely subject to bloodlust. The other who had come to her aid was momentarily forgotten as he focused his attention on getting a hold of Taijya's nape.

Bonnie

Bonnie snapped at the back of Taijya's neck.

Let him go! she snarled.

Taijya

The dove continued her attack Forcing more preesure onto Rollins neck. But again an unexspected painis felt, this time on her nape. Not near her lifeline... luckly. Ok fine, they want her to fight directly with them then let it happen. Ambers look to Rollin, hopeing the beast was dead now from all the presure. Then with a ferious strength she wrenched herself from him, crimon tinted fangs gleaming out as she flung herself against the ground to rid herself of the newsence. This would have removed him, because without releasing, he would have been hit, and with her weight on his jaws, it would have most certainly been injured. Then as soon as she recoverd herself, her bod swung, hins pushing off the earth, carrying her to Koren, jaws snapping at his nape. She did not worry about Rollin, the bleeding from his neck would start to to slow him down, and weakness would have fallen upon him.

Fajebin

The mascu let a low snarl pass his kissers, hazel spheres watching for a moment more before going back into action. His limbs carried his bodice right towards Koren, eyes falling on the demoness already attacking him. Lets see how the brute enjoys being ganged up on
He ran right at the dog, jaws aiming to get ahold of his backbone. His lept right before he met him, making it easier to get ahold of his back.

Mark, Timber, Rollin, & Abigale

Mark had raised his gun again, aiming for another blow to Taijya that could have broken her back. But she had released Rollin and then came Koren! He was glad to see the large wolf again. Changing aim, Mark swung down full force against Fajebin's back...

Rollin staggered back, alive still but weak. Blood was draining swiftly from the massive wound that Taijya had caused him, but the old collie wasn't going to throw in the bag yet. Snarling in a trembling tenor, he rushed towards the wolfess at an unsteady gate. But Mark's keen eye saw his old companion's state even during all this turmoil. He whistled a sharp command that brought Rollin to his stomach, growling in protest but unwilling to obey his master. His bleary eyes tried to focus on the mix of legs that dashed about. He would fight, if he could, if Mark was injured. Or one of his family in desperate peril.

Abigale was long in arriving because she was a good distance away when everything started. Now the collie came flying across the snow-laden ground in a blur. She wasn't the best fighter, but she had plenty of experience to keep her from being the worst. At first, she paused beside her mate and whimpered in concern and fear to see his dire state. He would die soon if he wasn't helped. No flush was anger, the collie took only a moment to gauge the fighting. Abigale flung herself at Taijya, her mind flaring with the sight of her murdered young. Coming in low to the ground, she tried to get a perchase on the side of the fae's underbelly.

Magick

The fae wrenched herself from the jaws of the brute she was fighting, her flank having a good bit of flesh removed. But at the moment, it seemed her opponent was well... not much of one. Plus it was the fae and the brute that needed help. It seemed the dogs were starting to get the upper hand, and the other wolves were either afraid to help, or were to preoccupied. Either way it was her instinct to help. She took on her quickest pace, bodice carried towards Abigale, the new dog trying to attack. Though her torn flank slowed her a bit, it wasn't too much time before she got close enough. Magick, let a low snarl fall from her vocals, bodice coming towards Abigale, jaws aimed for her side. If she had held she would rip and tear, causing the most bloodshed she could. If not... well then she would see.

Aidan

Aidan knew he had to watch it around Koren. Koren was larger, for one. But most importantly, Koren could more easily learn of Aidan's dark secret. Their blood-families were involved in a long-lasting fued, which Aidan knew all too much about.

The matter was like a festering thorn in his paw, but more urgent matters were at hand. His vocals gave cry to a sound of pain but he body refused to be slowed down too much by the injuries. Aidan was fighting like a demon still and wasn't about to let Magick get away just like that. Snarling and writhing back his bloodied lips, the hybrid raced after his foe. His large paws propelled him swiftly after her, trying to gain and overtaker her before she reached Abigale. Aidan snapped his large jaws, trying to catch up on of Magick's hind limbs and send her tumbling to the ground.

Fajebin

Snowy mascue let a high pitched howl echo from his vocals as the gun hit his back, a moment of blackness falling upon him, but soon he was back. His bodice twisted, hazel spheres now holding a raging fire within, engolfing any walls that may have held him back before.

"Back away..."

Fajebin snarled low, form flung at the human, jaws hoping to grasp the back of his gun, the side he had been hit with. Had his jaws made contact, his dial would rip it from his hands, flinging it out of human reach, giving this man a death sentence.

Whisper

The vixen had heard the painful howl, even at the border of this new land it had traveled far, and though she had first set out to be away from Fajebin, she would not allow her brother to suffer, at least not yet. Unless the pain was inflicted by her own fangs, her brother would not suffer.

Pistons had taken her far, a swift pace carrying her rather muscular bod. She was older then her brother, and just as large, rare for any fae. But she was built to fight, and built to kill. As her steely orbs fell upon the human, her pace gained more momentum, a waring only released as she was right at the humans back. Her hinds pushed off the earth, trap wide open, ready to snap shut like a bear trap did any thing enter them. Naturaly her aim was for the neck, a far easier task to kill a human in such a way then another canine.

Skittles

Brute of multi hues had also found his way to this land along with his siblings. He himself was the smallest of the litter, but still just as battle ready as the rest. He too had heard the call of his brother, which brought him here on the borders of all the fighting. But unlike Whisper, Skitttles observed for a bt, searching just fotr one to fight alone, then rather helping others. A pools fell upon Abigale, attacking the already occuped Taijya. This was his cue.

In a blur of mixed fur the brute attacked, dodging the other fights, aiming directly for Abigale. He lept, catching sight of Magick getting pulled from assisting in the this fihgt. But it matterd not, he would attack and ths fight would be quite entertaining. Jaws snapped at the fae's nape, hoping to of course kill herr in a single attack. This was unlikely but possible. Whether his fangs got hold, his weight would easily push her over.

Balto

The hybrid was lurking through the trees and tall grass. His gray frame moved over the land swiftly, back low, eyes fixed on the fight. He stopped and sat, his fur slightly bristled. His brown eyes gleefully stared at the human, the dogs and wolves.
He wondered if he should help. If he did, he would rather help the dogs. His eyes followed the fight. Still in the trees and bushes, he lifted his head and let out a sorrowful, low howl.

Mark, Timber, & Rollin

Mark didn't notice the danger the came from behind, although his faithful dogs did. He was watching Fajebin's body langauge and judging his movements which were keen to his eyes since he had worked so long with such creatures. The gun had been pulled back just as soon as it had made painful contact with the wolf's back. With Fajebin at least somewhat 'away' from Kehatin, Mark could chance a shot at him. With the gun already loaded and ready to fire, Mark had it aimed at the Fajebin as the wolf turned his jaws on him. A deafening bang shattered the air and a bullet tore through space and lodged itself deep into Fajebin's flesh, near the shoulder. But he was lucky, for the aim was nearer the head and neck, but Mark hadn't been accurate enough.

Rollin pulled his weakning body from the ground as his brown orbs caught sight of Whisper. A hoarse but defiant snarl came from his throat as he bounded shakingly forward and threw his bloodied body at the wolf, trying to tackle her to the ground and reach for her throat. In his wounded state, it would be easy to overcome him, but he'd fight all his strength away for his beloved master.

Timber disengaged himself from Triton. As he sprinted away from the wolf, he howled out as loudly as he could, calling for his friend, Tri-Tundra. It was a long shot, for they had only met once, but he was banking on her trust now. The spry, fight-hardened collie made a wide cuirtcut, not knowing if Triton was following him or not. Then he wheeled around and raced at the wolf again, trying to draw his quick fangs over the wolf's flank yet again.

Magick

The fae snarled low as her hind was grabbed, keeping her from Abigale. But she would not let this stop her. Bod reach around, jaws snapping at the the features and nape area of the dog, hopeing to get ahold. Jaws ripped either way, tearing anything in reach.

Abigale

Abigale hadn't noticed the peril that Magick almost brought her, and she didn't see Skittles until it was almost too late. Giving up on her planned attack on Taijya, whether she tasted blood or not, Abigale ducked down. Her nape was taken by the wolf and she was thrown to the ground by the force. But he had only skin and fur between his jaws, to Abigale's fortune. Twisting about with her much smaller frame, the collie bit and kicked savagely at her attackers, trying to free herself from his grasp while causing him any damage she could.

Fajebin, Whisper, Skittles

Fajebin fell back as soon as the bullet penitrated his flesh. A low snarl of both pain and anger was emmited, pain felt any time his limb would move. For a moment he was in shock, actually have been hit by a pathetic human. But even in such a pained state, not enough blood had been lost to keep him from attacking. With his one good fore and hinds he pushed off the earth, the only reference to pain in his shoulder right now is a wince, made upon launch. Jaws snapped at the humans arms, hopeing to rip the gun from him. He hadn't reloaded yet, so the chance of him getting shot was low. He ripped at whatever he had, not paying attention to his sibling who had arived, tho he had smelt them alright.

Whisper had smelt the blood coverd wolf near her, and his slowed motion as easy to dodge. Fine, she would ahve to deal with this mongrel first. No problem. With one swift motion she attacked Rollin, jaws snapping at his already ripped neck, a low snarl emmited as she proceeded to rip at whatever was in her jaws, be it his nape or not.

Skittles stared the fae down, his greens spheres laughing at her perdicament. He had pinned her, and her useless flailing was only enraging him further, her nails not even close to that of a feline, so the damage was only a few dull scraps, something far beyond feeling for the brute. He contiued to rip at the flesh, reajusting his grasp in hope to this time have the lifeline, the key to her living and to her demise.

Taijya

Raven hued huntress suddenly stopped her attack, nares havign caught all the scent scents, both wolves and dogs, blood of all creatures having been spilt durinng her time of absence from the others. Her focus had been on this brute in front of her, but even with her stature, she knew better then to stay. A few dogs could be handled, but with this many, and a non organized bunch of wolves, she would have to rethink this. In her time of freedom from fighting the vix emmited a howl from her vacals calling all the lupes who wished to do so, to meet her at Orca Bay. It would be quiet there, and to be bothered there would be far rarer. And even if it were to happen, wolves would be sure to assist thi time, rather then the dogs having the upper hand in their home range. With that issued the goddess took her leave, libs carrying her away. Her injurys would be cared for later She left the ranch quickly, hopeing to be followed by may of the wolves present here today.

White Eclipse

The white wolf was away from the fight as well, his head looking toward Taijya. His deep brown eyes watched her movements and his ears pricked forward at the sound of her voice.

He thought, and decided to go. His hinds lept off the ground and off he went, his limbs pushing him over the ground to Orca Bay.

Triton

He stood still as Timber raced away from him. His eyes watched the dogs every move. When Timber turned and darted to Triton, the lupine jumped aside and twisted his body, jaws aimed for Timber's backbone.

Balto

The hybrid was positioning himself, getting ready to leap out at the fight. As low growls were emitted through his throat, hind limbs well positioned on the ground, he lept out at the animals. He was going to help the dogs instead, noticing the wolves.
His body dashed toward the fighters, his limbs patting off the solid ground, his ears laid back, his teeth bared with snarls.

Mark, Timber, Rollin, & Abigale

Mark swung his gun, using it as a bat again as Fajebin jumped. Working on a ranch, this man had accquired a good deal of strength through his hard-working life. Now that strength smashed the gun against the wolf's muzzle and head hard enough to stun and send him back to the ground. But the wolf was lucky that the gun hadn't hit across his teeth, or there would surely be some broken ones.

Abigale yelped in between snarls, feeling her flesh yeiled against her attacker's fangs. She twisted and squirmed enough so that Skittles couldn't improve his bite over her nape, but at the same time, she couldn't get away from him. Her neck was bleeding quite a bit and the wound was being torn badly by all the struggles, yet the collie wouldn't stop.

Rollin stifled back a yelp as the already grevious wound was laid open to a more lethal degree. Blood and vitality slipped away from him more rapidly as a pool of crimson began to collect and melt the trampled snow below him. His worn teeth clanked together, snapping depserately to find a hold on his attacker. But it may already be too late for him.

Timber bounced away, avoiding Triton but missing his own attack as well. "You're gonna be sorry when my friends arrive!" the collie snarled warning. He wished he could call upon his cougar friend, Lassoma. But that would be suicide for her to come to the Ranch. Plus, he doubted she would anyway.

Fajebin, Whisper, Skittles

The brute yelped as his mug was hit, his fall not doing any good for his attacker. Hazels glace to his sister, whom it seemed was almost finished with Rollin. Hopefully she would be willing to help once her fun was over with. But in the mean time the brute snarled low, getting ready for a new approach. His carcuss was carried aroudn the human, orbs watching him, his shot limb dragging a bit though he continued to try and use it, then he gained more speed snapping at Marks hell's at different points before he reached a point whenhe was behidnt he human. His hinds pushed off the earth, carrying him towards the back of the humans neck. Jaws snap, hopeing to get ahold of his neck and kill this stupid human. Taijya had left, which was neither good nor bad for his thoughts on her. She had the smarts to flee and get stronger, but not enough pride to stay, but he call had given rise that she would return, to finsh the humans which was why he would meet her soon.

The vixen would not allow the brute to get ahold, Taijya had done a good job on weakening him, and she wouodl continue it, and kill the beast. Jaws pushed tighter, pools gazing to her strugling brother before continueing her added pressure. She would help him once this job was finished.

Skittles would not release, in this postion he could got gain a better hold, but he could easily make it so now of her holds latched. Theb blod she was loseing would kill her anyway, and her struggles could easily be her own demise if she moved the wrong way. The brute simple held tight, adding more preasure to hopefully finihs her off.

Mark, John, Timber, Rollin, & Abigale

Mark twirled around, meeting every move the wounded wolf did. In this time, he reloaded his riffle again, but had to be careful of his shot because his dogs were sprawled all about in their fighting. Mark knew if Fajebin got behind him, it could all be over. So he didn't let that happen. When the wolf lunged again, the man was ready and fired a second time, this one sending a bullet firing through the wolf's chest. Mark was knocked down though when Fajebin hit him, for the wolf's lunge was easily more powerful than the kickback of the riffle.

Rollin left his body grow lax and his vision unclear. His head sagged towards the ground as Whisper held him by the throat. His snarls died to a hoarse grumble, "...Don't kill him..." the old collie whispered with his his dyeing, mistful eyes staring at space, "...don't kill them..." he had no more energy to struggle.

Abigale continued to twist and turn, making sure only fleshy skin and fur was all Skittles had between his raving jaws. She had plenty of fight in her still, despite her wound and her years. "Are you part of Ghost's pack?" she spat out, "Or Cortinarri's? We killed her daughter... did she ever learn about that? We killed... we killed more than that!" Abigale was fuming. She didn't know that Skittles wasn't part of the Silver Glades pack, or if he even knew who she was talking about. But she tried to hit a nerve with him.

Dashing from the barn, the teenager came with a weapon of his own. It was an axe. He didn't have time to run from the barn to the house to retrieve a gun, so the axe had to do. With a firece yell, John rushed upon Whisper with the axe drawn. Throwing all of his strength into it, he swung it down... if Whisper didn't move, the blade would severe her spine and kill her...

Fajebin, Whisper, Skittles

Fajebin lost his breathe for a moment, his balance lost as he fell onto mark. He tryed to inhale, but it was far more difficult. A rib or two had been broken, and if he wasn't mistake the bullet had pierced his right lung. Now he had no choice but to run. Limbs carried the male away, his one sholder not making much motion, other then to stablize his weakened form. At his quickest pace, which happened to not be so fast, he hobbled off, getting away from this all.

Whisper snapped at his neck even more, but at the scent of another human she was off and away. She would not risk it. She knew she had to get out and by the looks of it Fajebin had the same idea. The vixen chased after him, dial pushing him a bit faster, away from the danger. They'd be back.

Skittles ripped at Abigales throat even more, but at the site of his siblings retreat he lets a muffles growl pass through his kissers. "We'll be back..." At this his jaws released, bodice pushing the fae into the ground as he lept off, lis limbs carrying him past her,far enough from any attempts she may make to grab him as he ran. He to pushed his injured brother, making their combined pace faster, but still not as fast as if they were to run alone. Hopefully the humans would be too busy dealing with their injured dogs to shoot after them.

Bonnie

Bonnie watched the whole scene from a few feet over. She felt so terrible, she didnt help too much. Bonnie walked over and put her nose in John's hand and whimpered.

Mark, John, Timber, Rollin, & Abigale

John's axe crashed into the frozen earth, missing his target as the wolf sprung away. He was releived to see they gave up, but at the same time, deeply distressed that so many had come to fight. Shaking with fury and shock, the teen turned quickly when he felt the cold nose in his hand. He turned and saw instantly that it was Bonnie and a pale smile crossed his ashen face. Kneeling down, John spoke in a soothing type voice and gave her a shaky pat on the head to tell her all was well. His eyes shifted about, trying to see what damage was done.

Abigale picked herself up, still ready for battle. But the wolves ran and it would be her death if she dared follow. Now she crawled over to John and Bonnie, hanging her head and bloodied neck down. John was frightened at the gaping wound in her neck, but it was nothing life threatening as long as she got treated soon enough.

Mark picked himself up, getting enough time to fire another shot at the fleeing attackers. Luckily for them, the shot went wide and hit nothing but the snow and frozen dirt below. Mark looked about quickly, seeing that his son was alright. Bonnie, Kehatin, Aidan, and Timber seemed more or less in good shape as well. But while John worried over Abigale, Mark saw his old dog Rollin was worse of all. He leaned over the limp, tattered body, so sunken and small against everything.

Rollin gave his tail a thump against the ground, but couldn't lift his head. Parting his jaws with grim effort, he flicked a crimson-tainted tongue out to caress his master's hand as it drew near. Mark's face grew so very stern and tight as he throat flexed quickly but released no words. He picked up Rollin's giving body and cradled him, holding his head close to the collies. Rollin tried to lick Mark's face, seeing that his master looked hurt. Rollin's own pains had dulled into oblivion, as did the feeling of most of his body. He felt so light and free now. He felt the coarse hand of his owner stroke his head and some faint words drift into his tulip-ears. Mark held Rollin still closer, hearing, feeling his companion's last fluttering heart beat.

Timber turned quickly back to his family when the others departed. Right away he searched out for the wounded and went to asses all those who needed help. He brushed past Aidan and Kehatin and slunk over to his mother, licking her neck. His almond eyes narrowed and became misty as they glanced Mark's way. He knew what had happened, his father was dead. Timber swallowed hard and continued to tend to his mother, trying to clean her wound and staunch the bleeding. His stomach twisted and he tried to hold back the feeling of sheer disbelief. They had already lost Nak, Elsa, Stallis, Masena, Cronus...

Magick

The Fae saw the others fleeing, her attack stopping and her strength put into disloadging her limb from his jaws. She managed a rather quick run, back hind dragging abit, the snow stained crimson where she left from. She too would meet Taijya, the fae it seemed started alot of this.

Triton

He watched the dogs mercilessly. But then feeling suddenly fluttered into him. They had had enough for now. His tail flicked as he turned and raced off the ranch, in search of another type of enjoyment.

Bonnie

Bonnie looked at the mangled body of the beat up Rollin. She came over and lay next to him,even though she didnt know him too well. She nuzzled him softly, to assure him everything would turn out fine. At least, she hoped everything would turn out fine.

Mark, John, Abigale, & Timber

Timber looked painfully over at Bonnie, seeing she didn't realize what had happened yet. Leaving his mother for a moment, he padded over to her and nudged her, saying quietly, "It's too late... he's gone." His voice choked and he turned away sharply. He throat constricted more and his eyes flushed with moisture. His chest grew hot with burning sorrow and pain and finally he couldn't take it anymore. The collie ran, hard and fast, out of the Ranch. He'd be back soon enough, but he just had to get away for a little bit. To be on his own.

Mark still cradled his dead collie, trying hard himself not to cry. At first he didn't notice Bonnie, but when he did, Mark stretched out a hand stained by Rollin's own blood. He pet her head and spoke some words that sounded painful and miserable. After a few moments more, he stood and carried Rollin off.

John tried hard as well not to cry. Instead he focused his attentions on Abigale and carefully picked her up. Now her chocolatey eyes roved about in sudden desperation, wondering about her mate. She saw him, he head hung limp and rolling across Mark's arms. A heart-wrenching, demoralizing howl shattered the cold air and she struggled in John's grasp. Try as she might, Abigale couldn't get free and her wild desperation made John panic all the more to control his own emotions. But at last he got her into the house, howling and crying enough to alarm the horses, sheep, and cattle out in their pastures.

The door was left open for the other pets to follow in, where Martha would heal their wounds.

Koren

Koren stood apart from the rest of the group, panting heavily. The mammoth wolf was furious with himself. Furious for letting Rollin down, he let him die, furious because those cowards got away, furious because he hadn't contributed anything to the struggle. The male threw his head back and a long, sorrowful howl rent the air. His song told the story of Rollin's bravery and devotion, and he was going to make those sorry canines pay for it. One day, they were going to curse the day they decided to come along and ruin the lives of those at the ranch.

With a finalizing tone, his voice slid down the notes to come to a slow stop. He shook himself off, oblivious to the physical pain because the emotion pent up inside numbed it all. He made a vow to himself that he would not leave the ranch, not until they came back. And when they'd come back, he'd be waiting for them.

Koren dropped heavily to the ground, laying amidst God knows what, refusing to move.

Bonnie

Bonnie watched them leave, humans carry Rollin away. Then she stood, her fur bristled in a soft breeze. She made a whimper mixed with a bark, then she howled, for the first time in her life. It was long and musical, but full of sorrow at the same time. Then, for a second, anyone could have sworn she could have been a wolf in the body of a collie.

Aidan

Aidan stood panting lightly, a rumble rolling about in his chest and throat. He was devoted to his true pack and never wanted to get attatched here... it would jepordize everything. But seeing Rollin's lifeless body and hearing the sorrow and pain from the others made him change. I can't cause this kind of greif! Not to them... not them He flashed his confused gaze from Bonnie to Koren, but avoided their eyes. Aidan could look at them and show his guilt. It was too much. He had to do something...

His body willed him to move, but his muscles held taunt. He couldn't take these tortured songs that he heard. The scent of blood and the sounds became over bearing. Suddenly he sprung forward and galloped across the yard without looking back. He wasn't abandoning his friends; he would be back. Like Timber, he must be on his own for a little while. Aidan needed to set some things straight in the behalf of the Ranch pets.