Vicious

It decended, like the dark night onto the plains of africa. Unsuspecting creatures were to fall victum to its darkness. Slithering like the snake, then sneaking like the finest preditor alive. A single orb floated as it made its way forth. Stalking the moving prey as they grazed about their pasture.

Over the railing it flew, landing as gently as a feather, then continuing in a silent motion. The wind carried the demon upon its back as it grew closer... closer. It could smell the blood. The crimson life that pulsed through the victums viens, steady, calm, unaware of what danger lurked in the shadows. The poor defenceless creature were there with open arms to that who was to kill them.

Vicious let himself lower to the ground. He gave no growl, no noise, just a soft movement as his cyclopes eye searched for one that was weak or young and out of range from the majority of the group. Would he eat it, maybe... But he just wanted a kill, a masaquer. The whole pasture would be painted red with the life of his victums, and with it being so late at night humans would bearly notice the poor creatures.

Taijya

From her position in the pasture, the brutes scent was picked up along with the snowy prey. His scent was somehow familiar, although she herself had never met the lupe. As silenlty as she as made her spot, the huntress of midnight hues slipped back into the shadows of the trees, pushing over the fence with not much difficult or sound. Keeping her motions slow and steady, Taijya's golde pools watched the brute, taking in the motions. Silent. Percise. Accurate. His motions told her that much. Slowly she allowed her ebon bodice to leave the safty of the shrubs, now behind and to the left of Vicious. Her nares twitched slightly hefore she pushed her hinds off the earth to propel her over the fence. She lande, peds instaly lowering to the ground to keep hiden from any wandering sheep eyes. Small steps took her to the side of the brute, and although she didn't speak, her amber spheres focused more on the male. He was battle scared, missing an eye, although she would not taken his for a disabled creature just for that. She had known cretures to become stealthier with injury and mistake, and she herself had gained expirience fom time she would rather forget. Still without issuing tone, her tiara turned to face out, watching the sheep.

Vicious

He was still homing in, searching for a weakling, when the female grew closer she would notice his muscled body, to show he was in shape and occasionlly faught. Multiple battle scars lined his body, he didn't have just-a-few. A small limp was noticable in his hind leg, however he bearly babied it. It had been broken and was now healing.

It was more of a feeling, rather than the sound, that made Vicious turn to the female. Single moon stayed fixed on her as she approached him slowly. A quiet growl was emitted, to where only she could hear him. "What do you want?" his teeth showed, then he turned toward her. Ready to fight. His last encounter here with one who seemed to be friend, turned out to be foe. She was the one who broke his leg and now here was another who seemed to want to 'hunt' sheep. "State your business" he snarled, angry at the thought of such a traitor, he could never trust anyone.

Taijya

A smirk formed on Taijyas kissers as she ignored his growl for a few minutes, orbs focused primarily on the sheep. And then she turned, amber's looking right into that of Vicious. "Surprising my name has not reached one whom seems to follow the same path" Her tones were soft, barely audible as to not scare off any prey. But even with the softness, there was a dangerous touch to them. It was true she found times to express a slightly softer side, usually among her fellow killers, her somrands. If she had been an alpha, theywould be her most loyal of packmates, but she was not, they were merely comrands who happened upon her fun and joined in at their leisure.

The ebon huntress turned back towards the sheep, unfearing of the brute. A few more moments went by before she spoke once more, paying no mind to the brute, but all on the white creatures soon to be stained crimson. "My name is Taijya and if you do not know my buisness then something in your skull has gone bad" her tones were spoken straight, not laughing coming after although it was a joke to her.

Sheep

Spring has sprung
The grass is riz...
I wonder where the pretty wolfies is...

Wandering away from the flock came a small huddle of fat, lazy ewes, four in number. They had been grazing plentifully now that the ground had lost its frost, and were full and generally not paying attention. Settling down under a shady tree, they lowered their heads to stuff themselves further. One caught the briefest scent of the canines, but the wind suddenly shifted, and she shrugged and soon turned back to her meal.

Du Hast

Du Hast prowled her post, the King hound moving silently along the grass. She saw the ewes and kept her eye on them and barked softly to catch their attention. "Move along ladies." She said softly. She wanted them back with the group where it would be easier for her to watch them. When the ewes didn't move she barked a bit louder. She had a bad feeling and her hackles raised. Something was bad. Something was really really bad. She turned her nose to catch the wind and she growled softly. Other caninies, hunters, were in her lands. Her territory. She sent up her haunting howl calling to the other hounds in the area but she was uncertain to if any would come. She may have to handle this on her own....

Sometimes we dream
but then our dreams turn to Reality
But what happens when Reailty
Turns into a Nightmare?

Vicious

He turned to her and growled in slight temper. " Is your business on the human side. As the other, wolf had been." He gowled then turned his attention to the ewes that were lazily falling behind the rest of the herd. Without further speach he began to crawl bitterly close to them. Single eye shivering in its cage as he picked the one who was straying the farthest.

That was until the dogs barks caught his ears. Yellow coin shot in the direction of the king hound and he growled in utter fury. " Damn it what the fuckin hell." However there was just one, he could manage. Quickly he scurried along, slowing as he grew closer to the sheep. The moon had hidden under a cloud now, for the most part, it was dark. He shivered for he used more his scent then his eyes, finding that one who had wandered the farthest and he had gotten close enough to it. staying down wind he stared at her, feeling as if he could feel it already screaming and gurgling in his grip.

His eye locked onto the ewes neck and he darted to for his mark as fast as he could. Powerful jaws chomping down on either his mark, or what ever he could to render the ewe lifeless. Hoping the strick would be a one hit kill.

*Sheep*

The sheep had completely ignored Du Hast's polite request, more used to the forceful Becca, who simply ordered them. And it was to their folly, for that straying ewe was soon caught up in Vicious' jowls, shreiking as only a sheep can. The others, hearing their mate's cries and seeing the wolf, began to bolt after the rest of the herd, bleating frantically.

Vicious

He gripped as best he could to the sheep's throat, then bit as hard as possible and threw his head away to the side, hoping to cut the windpipe or the juglar vein. Then after his attack, knowing it was wounded or dead, took after the lacky in the escape group. Pouncing all 200 lbs ontop of the sheep, sharp jaws aiming for it's neck bone, to paralize or kill it.

Du Hast

She snarled as the sheep was killed and as the large male leaped once more for the sheep, she sprung into action. She calculated her attack as best she could to knock Viscious out of the air and away from the ewe. Her own frame was large and tall and she knew what she wanted and when she wanted. Although the ewes deserved to die for their stupidity, she had to protect them for that was what she was for. To protect and to serve. Ever so faithful Du hast.

Taijya

And in the shadows lie his kin

Taijya held her bodice still, not answering the brute. She was silent, and her golden spheres watched the motion of both the male and the large dog. One she was not fearful of, it was when multiples appeared, then she feared the species for their size and strength. The demoness held the picture of the sheep being slaughtered, and the moment she caught an atack from the hound, she leapt from her spot. Although she was a bit hungry, she was quite sure this brute would not mind giving up a kill if she assisted in eithr killing or fending off the obnoxious mutt. With the wind in her favor, her hinds presse off the earth, followed by the fores in a beat only nature could create. Her stride was fluid, and he smallest details of her body were not positioned in a way to make her attacks most effective. If the dog did not see her, then the wind prevented her scent from being caught. When Taijya was reached perfect striking distance, she made her attack.

However, her attack did not fous first on killing... no. The ruff about the neck would prevent an easy kill, so instead she focused on the limb, the things which kept this creature mobile. With a solid push, her made a direct attack form the back limb of the creature, jaws snapping shut with all the pressure she could muster. Whether she had hold or now, her bodice moved behind the dog, stretching the limb if she did infact have it within her fanged jaws.

Vicious

The large wolf heard the hard beats of feet and he felt the fea ram into his side. He quickly caught himself and focused,now, on her. Large gaping fangs opened wide and he aimed for her throat or neck. Which ever was there, an attack would hender her. Then he saw Taijya attack the fea as well. He was pleased, this would be hard if it was one on one. With two against one, it was almost a promised win.

Du Hast

She let out a loud bark calling for the others at the ranch. As she rammed into Viscious, Taijya's own fangs caught into her leg and her massive frame was pulled off course. She fell hard landing on her shoulder but she quickly stood and turned for Taijya pressing her larger frame hard against the faes, bending her body like a cats. If Viscious tried for her throat now he would most likely hit Taijya. Du Hast bit at the female as best she could ferocious snarls coming through the faes mouth as she tried to push the other female back by brute force. She was larger and it offered her an advantage here.

Taijya

I'm close enough to the real thing anyway

The raven huntress held the limb within her jaws refusing to release even once the mutt regained her ground. As the large dog attempted an attack for her, Taijya held onto the limb, spinning around like part of D Hast's own tail. Taijya's body was out, away from the enemy, and the closest thing was her features, of which her jaws still held onto the hind. The dog was too large to reach around her whole body, so in this position taijya was safe. As long as she kept the rest of her body away from the fangs of the enemy, she was perfectly fine. Timed righ, Vicious would have an easy hold, although it could not be assured as a fatal one.

Malon

Malon heard Du Hast's call and he charged away from the others headign straight for the sheep pasture. Seeing Taijya he leaped for her so that Du Hast was free to attack Viscious. With Taijya so busy holding onto the strong king hound, Malon should have no problem hitting his target right on which would jar the fae hard enough to send both of them falling and hopefully release Du Hast's leg although it would probably tear up the brindle hued female pretty bad.

Vicious

He was about to attack the female hound but saw another dog come forth. He growled to the female wolf. " Stop dicking around and snap her limb." He roared then pushed with all his force against the shoulder of Malon as he went to attack Taijya. " Lets Dance" He roared and popped his front end off the ground. Large jaws opening wide for the back of the male hounds neck, stricking like a snack would strike it's victum.

Sheep

They had ignored Du Hast, but now with one of them fallen and the blood-smell in the air, they dashed back towards the safety of the flock, bleating in terror.

Malon

He snarled as he was thrown off course by a much larger form. He whirled on the wolf and went to attack but the shepherd was not much of a match against Viscious. He snarled low and deep and hunched low to the ground ready to spring forth and launch an attack on the male. "Du Hast leave her!" He roared not looking back at the king hound.

Vicious

He turned and began to dash toward the shepard, at the last minute he dodged to the right side, then lept over the dog's body, swirling around hoping to catch the dog's throat as the dog looked to see the first jump. All force was pushed to snap the jaw like a bear trap.

Taijya

Satans Most Trusted Allie

The ebon hued mynx held her grip until the sound of Vicious met her harks. Instantly she released the grip with a final violent lash, sure to cause severe pain if nothing else. As her limbs hit the terra firma, her dial shot up to watch the attack made by Vicious. With lightly fast reaction she too made for an attack, making for the back limbs to cause pain as well as partially immobilize the shepard. A low snarl fell from her jaws, although she did not speak. No, only Timber would be gifted with her taunting tones. He was her goal, and he would fall at her feet soon enough.

Vicious

He turned from the dogs, and went after the other sheep that had fled from him. Hopefully he could catch up with them before they got with the others. "If you stand still it wont hurt" He cackled a taunt and lept up as soon as he got close enough to the lacking one.

KOREN

Koren had returned to his much missed rounds the moment he saw streaks of pale light disrupt the dark night. Yawning extensively, he stretched and inhaled deeply. It was these mornings he missed. It was the routine of everything. Sure he enjoyed running far and wide with his wild siblings and the thrill of hunting, but this was where he had been raised and he always felt awkward away from 'home'. He had made himself a valuable asset to his masters. Yes there were at least five or six other wolves or hybrids, but none could match him for speed, size, or strength. He was the spitting image of his father, only larger. Koren used his innate gifts to oppose threats to his mater's livestock. He was a formidable adversary.

Starting with a brisk trot, he managed to map out the entire ranch [every nook and cranny, too, mind you] until all he had left was the sheep pasture. He never really liked the sheep. They were stupid, as were most domestic herbivores, but sheep were just a helluva lot harder to defend because of their lack of common sense. A tumult in the corral set Koren on edge. With the stealth only an untamed wolf could manage, he skirted the predator's immediate area, his twin peaks lacing themselves securely against his cranium. After a quick categorizing of the wolf's scent, Koren determined he had met this one with teeth and claws prior to this happening. Koren paused a moment to listen to the other's threat and the sheep's protector lost control. His lips quivered and a snarl whipped out of the brute's cavernous throat. With the power and dexterity of a seasoned fighter, he cut out perpendicular to the predator's path and met the attacked head on. Koren used his bulky form to block the killer's way and opened his jaws wide to the oncoming brute's shoulder. Somewhere in the back of his mind, the hereditary ailment of 'bloodlust' threatened to break out, but the composed, and unruffled Koren pushed it back for the time being.

God help those who fought with one of Danger's.

Vicious

as he made for the sheep, he saw the dog comming at him. Soon his attention diverted and as the dog lunged at him, his teeth lurched up for his throat. Bitting down with all his force he pushed his weight against the dog and thrashed his head about.