.large alabaster brute walked into the seemingly barren terra firma, dial held low to the ground, picking up scents of dogs and humans. he had heard that the ranch now had limited doggies to protect them, so he came here to cause some havoc, and then be off. his rather huge bod slithered over the precious emrald grass that covered the ground. he could sence death, and blood. he slunk lower to the territory's bottom boundary, keeping striking amber optics fixed to the house in front of him. he crept into the dark shadows, his snowy canvas only looking as a white outline with cruel staring orbs. his tail swished to both sides as he waited for his first meeting with a ranch dog or human...

A streak of black and white came zipping across the ground as Timber headed for Gamit. He skidded to an abrupt halt in front of the wolf and bared his fangs, "What buisness do you have here?"

.Gambit kept his body low to the ground, not at all impressed that a dog would find him first. he hated canines that had so much to do with humans, other than killing. he silently stood and walked out of the shadows that contained his shape. he bared his crimson-tinted fangs at Timber and waved his tail low to the ground. "the business of havic. you should pretty well know it by now when a wolf comes." he bristled his canvas, making him look even larger. he growled and lifted a paw to swat the dog's face if possible...

Hiding In The Shadows
Lies A Devil
Within The Security Of Night
She Waits
In Her Skills She Relies
In Her Eyes Her Pray It Caught
And Without A Chance Her Victim Falls
Oh Far Worse Is She
Then Just A Devil
Simply An Offspring
The Devils Daughter

Raven hued demoness slinks through the brush near the human dwellings, ambers surveying the scene. From even the pasture, the place of raid, she could smell the new scent that lingered here. Though normally not too nosy in another wolfs business, the dove had been quick to come and investigate. Mostly because it was an excuse to hunt bigger prey, and finish off the family she had started to kill. Down went mama, down went papa, and down went one son already. Sadly for her others of the family had been brought down already, even before she had a chance to kill them. So now she was here to finish off the last she knew to exist in the true bloodline. Timber.

Upon finding the sight of the alabaster brute within her spheres, Timber soon appeared as well. A light chuckle escaped her mug before she focused on what was being said between the two. Obviously the male had come for trouble, like many others. It was good to see. For now the onyx goddess hung back, looking for an opportunity where she could more easily kill her prey. But even in her relaxing moment, she was extremely alert, knowing a few dogs who would love to find her and cause an early end to her life.

Ebony hued hellion slunk up behind Gambit. Quiet footsteps brought him beside him. He began to growl too, facing Timber. His eyes watched Timber, sending A message to him: "I am playing., I will try to fool him." With that, he rooted to his spot, awaiting the next actions.

Timber held his ground, not yet noticing the bane to his family had arrived and had him in her devilish sights. But it would be a far harder task to pin death against this lone brother, for he had always been the fiery, skilled fighter of the bunch. His alert was high and his guard was up; killing him would be quite a task.

Although the others couldn't possibly know, until perhaps scent told them, Timber had another brother from the same litter; Stallis. It was only when they were pups that Stallis and another sister of theirs, Masena, had gone off exploring and got lost. Only Timber and Becca still had recollection of this lost brother. And only recently had the collie returned to his home, wild from years with little human contact but still having lingering loyalty to what remained of his family. His genetic scent might indicate his blood was that of Timber's line if one studied the smell closely. This wild, lost brother had come in time to witness his mother's death by the fangs of Taijya. He had heard her dying words and knew they were not the phantom raves of some insane collie, though that she was. It was no longer Rollin she had been screaming about; her eyes had spotted her long-missing son at the frindge of the woods where no one else had seen him. Her mind was lucid and clear just before her death, even if her fantic tones indicated different.

Timber had pulled back, having swift accuracy and reactions. On his lips played a snarl and soon his whole body took up the threat as he eyes found Fiery Rocket growling with alliance beside Gambit. But he caught the look and understood instantly what was meant; he only hoped it was a valid statement. Putting his trust into the Fiery Rocky, Timber went on, "Two against one? Cowards... I'll fight you both if I have too!" He began to circle them, eyeing them both up equally and making threatening snaps at both, playing out his part to the fullest to pretend his ally was an enemy.

In the forst stood Stallis and one of his sons, a completely wild, untamed coydog. He was slightly smaller than his father but incredibly sly. Yet he would not enter the yard; he would not fight anything unless it came into the woods. Human things were to be avoided at all costs to him. But for Stallis, there was nothing holding him back except patient timing. His black pelt held him well in the shadows as he watched Taijya intently. He dind't know yet that she was the killer of his brother and father, but he had seen her kill Abigale. Now, like her, the wild collie waited.

From Dear Mother and Father
I've Slain the Both
To A Brother You Loved
I Enjoyed Slaughtering The Most
Now I Stand
Firmly Planted In Place
Ready To Finish This One Sided Race.

Her onyx bod from, becoming almost as stiff as death itself. A scent, it was near. Slowly her ambers glanced to the corner, catching an outline of what would seem to be another canine. Dog or wolf she was unsure, but she was uneasy about it. The scent was wild, containing the smell of other wolves, pine and so forth. But another scent lingered that gave her almost absolute doubt that he was of a true wild nature. Could this have been one of the new allies the dogs had rallied up? If so she would have to finish him as well. But for now she attempted to keep her cover, harks erect, listening selectly for this lupes motions. If he moved, she would know about it. So her ambers set to watch the lupes again from her spot within the brute, watching, thinking, and plotting.

Gambit turned and quickly moved away from the wolf that had come up beside him. He let out a feirce snarl of disgust. He growled and bared his fangs. He was to be one of the Hidden Shadows Pack. One of the largest packs in the entire valley. Not one to be teased or fooled. He lifted his large paw up again but directed it at Fiery Rocket this time. He moved back a few steps and caught the scent of Taigya. He didn't know her, but could tell something of this. He had heard about her, but he wasn't focused on her. He stared intently at Timber as he circled them. He snarled at the dog and swiped at him with the large paw again.

A much larger Gray wolf then suddenly apeared out of the brush. He pushed past the bushes and ran to Gambit's side, facing the other way. He growled and his gray and white colored fur bristled. He snarled too. He looked to Gambit, the newest pack member, and nodded to him.

Xena, Avalon's mate, "galloped" out of the underbrush too, not long after her mate did. She stood a ways off of the party, brown eyes glistening in the sunlight. She raised her tail high and her fur bristled as well. They would have the entire pack over here is any harm was to be done. Gambit wasn't one to give up very easily. The rest of the pack would be back-up incase a huge fight broke out.

Aidan came in response to the snarls and threatening scents. He stood ridgedly near Timber as he watched the others come into play. Through his mind flashed the conversation he had with his aunt, the leader of the Shadow Lurkers. He had gotten a reluctant agreance from her a while ago to aid him if ever it was needed, although she and her pack were entitled to any livestock they wanted; that was always the plan, unbeknownce to the ranch pets.

Aidan was very large and only surpassed by his brother Kenyon, who was a 'softie' anyway and wasn't so inclined to fight unless it was utterly needed. "Back down!" he snarled savegely at the group, beginning to circle Gambit and Avalon.

Gambit growled when Aiden appeared. He could tell this was a friend of the ranch. He wasn't happy now. He motioned to Xena who was now moving around behind Aiden, and with a simple look she leapt up, but instead of landing on him she landed right beside him and she turned quickly, fangs bared as she ripped away at whatever she could reach.

Avalon quickly moved around and over to Timber, an evil grin on maw. With a flick of his ear he leapt at the dog, a snarl escaping a once shut maw. But the leap was a fakie, just to test Timber's speed, and rather his attention while Xena attacked Aiden. He turned and stared. "Be gone? What are you, my mother?" he barked out as a taunt. He then started circling Timber while Gambit stood, frozen like a statue. He followed every movement the others made.

Avalon would see the reactions to Xena's sudden attack and his taunt.

Timber sprung back again, but flashed his fangs forward to try and leave a gashe over the front of Avalon's muzzle or nose. "Enough with foolish words, your time is near an end, you filthy leach!"

Seeing his cover had been blown, the collie began to move forward after a short word with his son. His movements were slick and fluid and wolf-like. He didn't try to hide his approach nor draw attention to it; just what ever happened, happened. As he drew near at his steady pace, Stallis circled lightly, coming to the side of the murderous fae with a serious look on his face, "Come with me, please. Your time of glory is near at hand. I know who you seek to kill, and my intent is just the same as yours." his soft dog eyes looked momentarily to Timber and took an eager light in them before he turned back to Taijya for her response.

From the edge of the woods, there came a shrill, rising howl. Unmistakeably that of a coyote, but with a slightly deeper note to it. Three distinct but coyote-like howls came in response, yapping and eager. It wasn't long before the glow of three pairs of green-yellow orbs shined around the edge of the woods, glinting malicefully inward on the rising action of the yard. These were small canines, having more dog in them than coyote. But they were truely wild creatures who's sire was speaking to their grandparent's murderer. Yet they knew this not.

Her hackles rose even as the slightest sound radiated from Stallis's direction, a low snarl emitted toward him. His words met her harks, but even as inviting as they may have sounded, she couldn't listen. Something within her would not allow her to, and she came to the conclusion it was the scent. The strange scent, she couldn't describe it, so familiar. And she hated it. Her ambers glared at the male, focusing solely on him, though her harks were flattened a bit, more so listening to the howls of coyotes in the distance... or were they. She didn't have time to pay attention to them, her focus was on the brute in front of her, none other.

"I desire no help from the likes of you..."

Her tones were followed by low growls emitted from deep within her vocal cords. Her lips curled back as her gleaming fangs became visible beneath the moonlight. She didn't trust any full blooded dogs, and this brute held the marking of one. Though his scent said otherwise, she believed her sights more this time.

He stepped back slightly, adopting a facade of appeasement and understanding. "I think I know what troubles you." His words were light and knowing, although at the moment his mind bubbled and fumbled for the reasons of her hostility. Stallis knew that Taijya didn't know about him, nor had ever seen him before. So what was it that made her hostile to him? Oh... scent! The only thing that could possibly link him to Timber.

Slyly, Stallis went on, "I am his brother, though the thought makes me tremble in loathing." He bade into his tone a strong sense of disgust as his nose and lips wrinkled in a disdainful display of fangs. He played upon the fact that she knew nothing about his past, "Seek deep in the scents and you'll find my words to be true. We are brothers, full blooded from the same litter. But I'm sure you know... my scent is also from the Wild." He now out emphasis into his tone, speaking grandly of what had been his home for so many years.

"He's a low-down, human-loving pet. No good to us who live a true life of freedom in the wild." Here was Stallis's attempt to show what he had in common ground with Taijya. "He tried to kill me, but that is too long of a story to relay right now." The collie went on, spinning the tale out craftily and with no hint or trace of hesitancy. His voice was charged with spite for Timber, "Please, consider my words. You know from scent that I have lived a wild life; I do not harbor the stench of two-leggers or their 'stuff'. Follow me, for I have a plan..."

His words, they seemed to enter one hark and out the other. Some words she caught, almost believing them yet she focused on one thing. He was a dog. A fool blooded dog, now known as the brother of Timber. Just for that she had no desire to fight with him, in fact, she would most likely kill him later. But for now she focused on Timber, he was her victon of the day, and she would bring him down. Again her ambers snown with an anger, flames dancing about within her orbs as her jaws parted to allow low growlign tone fall from her jaws.

"Again I say I desire no help from you. Be our goal the same, fine. But I do not work willingly with pure blooded dogs, and I will not leave this oppertunity to kill your brother. You wish for the same then attack him as well, if you do not you will be exposed for the trickster you are."

His words, though rather serious, ran a feeling of trickery thorugh her bones. And this was what gave her more reason to trust this brute less. And just afte her notes finished her peds slowly took her through the foliage, gaining in speed as her raven form was exposed to the moonlight above. She ran straight for the occupied Timber, jaws snapping at the back of his neck as a low snarl was released into night air.

"I understand then. I'll aid you tonight, although my plan was to kill him tonight anyway." Stallis replied lightly, hinting to no aggrivation or condecent. He wanted to keep the illisuion of his offer real to the last second. He ran at her side, although a few feet distance so that he wasn't too close to cause for suspiscion. His eyes were set straight ahead from his brother and he picked up pace as Taijya did. Being a collie, he was one of the few dog breeds who could keep up with a wolf for a good stretch of distance. It also helped that he had been in the wild for nearly all his life, so his body was toned to things better than even his fight-hardened brother. Stallis took on a burst of speed, running a few paces ahead of Taijya just before the leap. Then he threw himself into the air, springing right for her throat as she sprang for Timber.

The rustle of footfall was enough to alert the collie of approaching danger. He dodged nimbly to the side, hunching his body down as he did so and feeling the rush of air as both canines had come to close to him at such the speed as they did. "Rocket, hold them back!" Timber barked desperately, lunging for Taijya now in a frenzy, but a controlled one. He tried to land his blood-hungry fangs into the neck of his foe as well, striving to leave her with something to remember him by, if not more.

Two pairs of eyes danced in the glow of the moon's soft light, pacing lightly at the edge of the woods. They didn't draw closer, but they waited eagerly for the first attacker who might break rank and flee. They were ready and willing.

The silver huntress went the long way around, having een the small forms viewing the fighting. She then entered the scene, runnign right towards Stallis, the male she had yet to learn by name. As she saw his fangs aim at taijya her tones echoed out before she gained speed and she leapt at his side, jaws snapping at the males shoulder. Hopefully he had been occupied with taijya enough to get hit. Or if she missed, he lost concentration enough to have Taijya break free.

Taijya knew this would happen and she instantly let herself move away from Stallis's attack. But even then she felt fangs enter her neck, and a gasp of surpirse was released. Dangit! She had fallen for it. He had gotten the side of her neck, but still had a ood bit of flesh all the same. For now her lifeline was spared, and the dove struggled anxsiously to get free.

Timber held tight, refusing to let go of his precious hold, even if it wasn't over anything vital right now. He danced about on his small paws, always ready to stay out of reach from her jaws. His own dail was thrashed about, trying to tear flesh as much as he could on her neck, and if possible through all the struggles, gain a better hold.

Stallis wasn't so wrapped up in his assault on Taijya, for he hadn't know his parents or siblings all that well. He may still have been tagged by Magick if a sudden cry hadn't gone up from the timberline, as two of his sons bade him warning. Giving up his attack right away, the collie ducked down and twisted to the side just as teeth ripped across his shoulder, bringing a searing pain to his flesh. The collie sprung back to avoid getting caught right off. His bared fangs slashed out, trying to leave a gash in the wolf's side.

From the timberline stepped the largest of the two hiders. His body was thick-bodied, but overly thick and weighed in at just over 80 pounds; nothing significant, but it was larger than the collies. His devilish eyes were yellow with dark brown pigment lining the edges. His coat is long and mostly black but with various gray tones blotches all over the black and sides. A ring of rudy-brown circles both eyes. And this was Sunderbahn, the boldest of the bunch and with a dangerously radical view of humans and their ways. He didn't like them at all, and would gladly run with Taijya and the others. But he had to protect his father. Gliding like a shadow from the woods, the coyote-shaped hybrid headed for Magick, ignoring Taijya and his uncle Timber. He went for the opposite side, slashing low and deep if he could.

Lanchar, the other son, didn't enter the yard. All that could be seen of this mysterious figure were his moonlit eyes, which stood lower to the ground than Sunderbahn's did. By all indications, he looked smaller than his father.

Rocket sprang at Moon when Timber ordered to attack. Bloodthirsty Ivories lunged for the neck, the anger stored in his body for so long released into this attack. Orbsd glinted angrily.

Taijya, Moon Phase

Taijya snarled, continuously pulling away from the dog. She could feel her skin ripping away, though her wind pipe was saved by her pulling away. At one point she ripped away, her flesh tearing off completely where she had been bit. She turned, snarling low, bod tense as she stared timber down. She could hear the snarls coming from those whom are attacking Moon Phase, and yet she could do nothing about it. For now her attention was on Timber. Ambers locked onto his shoulder and back area, and swiftly she ran towards him, crimson liquid flowing down her black pelt as she did so. She leapt at Timber, looking to be going for his shoulder. But instead she made it the whole way over, bod turning as fangs shot towards his neck on the opposite side.

Moon Phase snarled low feeling fangs enter her flesh on one side. Out of instinct she pulled away from the fangs, and found herself falling into Stalli's son's jaws. With a yelp of surprise she found herself snapping at the brute, stopping only as she caught Rocket heading towards her. She did not want to fall into this trap. And she wouldn't. She moved her bod swiftly from there, snarling low before she ran out. She may be strong, but foolish was not her.

Gambit growled and then turned away. He wouldn't attack these pets until the entire pack was set and ready. Then they would strike. Gambit swiftly leapt up and bounded away.

Avalon turned and snarled. He then headed to his home. Xena followed close behind, tail held high.

Rocket felt his frame thunk from Moon's pulling away, but he sprang again,. determinedd to get her.

Timber had been tricked many times before, and this time he took no chances. He sprung back completely, savoring the taste of blood in his mouth. He tucked his head back just in time as Taijya's fangs tore shallow marks across his flesh, leaving a trail of blood to run down and stain his bi-colored fur. The collie pivoted on his hindlimbs, drawing his body up and swinging it to the opposite side. He came down then, trying to get a grip on the back of her neck...

The huntress let more snarls fall from he mug before she felt fangs scrape the back of her neck. She wasn't too fond of the situation. As her peds hit the earth, she ripped from the fangs, allowing fur and skin to be ripped away. Her neck was coverd in blood, and now she knew she should have taken a bit of a break before returning. She stood on guard for a moment before darting off into the wilderness.