Kilika

The three-year-old female wandered towards the laboratory. She was still a loner and hadn't joined a pack yet, so she was going around exploring. She sniffed at the building trying to figure out what this odd place was.

Nyscee

The fae had just traveled from the Dump Site and had cautiously wandered to here. She saw the wolfess up near the lab and gasped, eyes wide with fright. She dashed up and grabbed the fae roughly by the scruff, pulling on her hard to get her attention. She then whirled around and silently mouthed "RUN THIS WAY!" She dashed a few feet and turned around, adding in a quiet bark "IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO LIVE FREE!" She ran weaving through the trees some distance away, watching to see if the other fae had followed.

Kilika

She snarled as the another wolf grabbed the scruf of her neck. She was just about to snap at this femme when she saw her mouth something... Run this way...If you'd like to life free?! Kilika was no doubt confused. She was just exploring, and this was what happened. Kilika saw the femme's retreating back, and watched curiously. What did she mean by 'if you'd like to live free?' Kilika was free! She'd always be. She shook her head slightly at the wolf and barked. "I'll be there in a sec..." She took a last sniff of the building as she started to trot off towards the trees, not quite out of sight yet.

Nyscee

Nyscee doubled back, it was obvious that the other wolfess was confused. She spoke under her breath "I appologize for the confusion, I'll explain later, now we just have to get out of here before the humans come." She then loped right beside the other fae, to ensure the safety of both. She hadn't always been so 'pleasant' with strangers, but she didn't want any more wolves subjected to such torture they endured in that facility. She would, of course, have to explain that later.

Kilika

"HUMANS?!" She snarled with anger. "I can take them on... Come on let's go back. Let's kill them all. They were the ones who killed my sister..." She growled. "I have to get revenge." She quickly wheeled around and loped back to the lab. As she reached it she slowed down and howled, asking for any human that thought he was worthy to come out and fight.

Nyscee

"NO!" She cried almost louder than the other wolf's howl. "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! THEY HAVE DART GUNS THAT WILL KNOCK YOU OUT! THERE ARE TOO MANY OF THEM AND I BET THEY WERE WATCHING US THE WHOLE TIME!!! DON'T DO THIS!" She cried desparately to get the wolfess to return. Nyscee knew that this other wolfess would regret it if she got caught. "Kill them somwhere else!" She pleaded, but didn't run back yet.

Her front end was somewhat low to the ground after yet another spin, but she didn't move closer. "Don't do this! You will get caught! Please! They are my enemy too! They wrecked my life but I am not going to waste what I have left fighting for worthless revenge!"

"Don't do this!" She cried, but she began to steadily lope back to the other wolf. On her way she said, "I don' t know you or your sister, but I would think your sister would rather see you free than trying to avenge her and have your own life destroyed!" She looked fearfully at the doors and windows of the labratory. "You can't win, not against all of them..." She trailed off, she had made her point but it didn't seem it would do too much to help.

Kilika

She snarled as the femme returned. "If you do not want to fight then leave. Do not go around telling me what to do." She started to pace in front of the lab and gave another bark at the femme. "No you didn't know my sister. You never will. She would've wanted me to fight. She hated me, but I don't care about that. She was my sister. She was the one who taught me how to hunt, although she despised it whenever I was around her. I don't care. I'm going to attack these humans with everything I have left." Her bark lowered into a growl. "Dart guns... That's all they have? That's predictable. Humans... They only depend on the tools that they have. Those COWARDS!" She howled the last word out throwing it at the building, hoping that the huamns would finally show themselves. She turned at the femme again and repeated in a savage snarl. "If you do not want to be captured, then leave. I shall do this alone. I do not need you telling me what to do... But if you decide to help so be it." She turned her head back and lowered her body to the ground, ready to spring at anything that moved. Her ears were perked up, and her eyes were scanning the terra, alert to any movement or sound.

Nyscee

She snarled back. "Fine, get caught. Man power is stronger than you think, it is if they killed your sister." She added the last bit quietly. "I don't know your sister, but would you like to be experimented on and shipped of to a fighting pit? If so, you're at the right place." She looked at her, head held high. She wouldn't admit it, but she wanted to fight just as bad. Her alpha told her not to though....

Kilika

She slowly turned her head towards this femme. Her black eyes flashed. "I do as I want. I do not care if I am experimented on or shipped off to fight. I wouldn't mind if I killed another wolf or dog." She sneered at the word dog. She hated dogs. Those lowly beings thinking they were so good as to be equal to wolves! Ha! How they wish. "As I was saying. I do not care if I am made to do either of those things so long as I can kill or injure those pathetic beings that aren't worthy of being at the top of the food chain... Yes, they killed my sister, but that was an accident. She stepped in the way of one of their prey, and they accidentally killed her. Those humans were mourning for some reason. I don't know why. Maybe they liked us wolves. Maybe not. My mind cannot handle such things, but I watched. I saw it all. All I know is that they killed my sister and now they deserve to be killed as well." Her claws dug into the ground making a few holes in the dirt. "They do not deserve what they have. They are so weak they have to rely on other objects to help them." She snarled out every single word, emphasizing the weakness that humans really were. "Are you going to stand here telling me what to do, or are you going to help?" Her head was already turned back at the building as she softly growled out these words to the femme. Her claws dug deeper into the dirt as she heard a few noises in the building. "I hope they come soon." She howled out testing the humans. Wanting them to come out soon. To fight. To the death, or until her body gave out.

Nyscee

She listened as the wolf sneered. She answered calmly. "I don't want to fight, I have no true grudge against them. I have a pack, friends, a life to tend to, and I can't do it beating dogs to a bloody pulp. As for humans, I will not kill and add more pressure to Dark Star's back. If you survive this round, I reside at the Avalanche Grove TT. But don't let the humans follow you there. I will stay nearby as back-up, but I wont back you up if you wish to be shot by them, whether they are pathetic or not, they still have a lot of mind and weapon power. I don't mean to insult you in any way, but an attempt at revenge is not in my schedule." With that she padded behind the nearby brush, keeping alert for any humans.

Kilika

She heard every word that the femme had said, although she did not make any emotion. One side of her mouth curved into a small smile as the femme said what she had to say. But the side was not the one that the femme could see. She nodded her head as the femme finished, and Kilika heard her trot off. She growled softly, wondering if the femmes hearing was good enough to catch what she said. "Yes the humans are powerful. Yes they are at the top of the food chain, but no. I do not really care if they catch me or not. I will always be free. Even if they have my body they do not have my spirit." She gave a small smile as she said that. Her mother used to always say that... Ah... Those were fond memories. She continued. "Most wolves just don't want to be caught. I honestly don't care. I swear to Fenris and Tor, I will either die fighting or bring down as many humans as I can before I finally am caught. You are quite lucky if I may say so myself. You have a life." She shook her head as she said it, sadness filled her fiery eyes. "Yes you are quite lucky. Most of us loners do not, such as me. I do not have a life, and I do not think I could ever live in a pack. I could but I wouldn't be able to live without hurting my pride. I have too much of it, I know. I despise the humans with all my being, and I have nothing to lose if I die. No one cares. I am alone in this world." She lowered her head at her last sentence as she blinked away a few tears. "Life is unfair to a few. Life is plentiful to most. I am one of those few. My life has been one of the worst. I appreciate it alright, but it's just..." She raised her head and stared at the building in front of her. "It's just... Nothing seems to be there... When I need something, someone... They're just never there..." She sighed and twitched her ears half-heartedly. So the femme was gone. Yes truly there was no one there. She pushed the thoughts to the back of her head as she once again looked at the building. Where were the humans?! She hoped that the femme hadn't heard her breakdown. She didn't like admiting her faults. Especially not her emotional ones. She snarled menacingly at the building once again. Where are they?! She thought. I've been left alone. I'm the only wolf and they probably have lots of humans in there. Why don't thy just show themselves?! She howled again, hoping the humans would finally show themselves.

Nyscee

The wolfess listened to it all, very touched. It fondly reminded her how lucky she is now, and how unlucky she was before. She couldn't bear thinking of such things now, she needed to stay out of sight, to launch an attack on the humans if this wolf needed any help. She wouldn't let her lose more. Not even if she wanted to

Kilika

She dropped herself to the ground, and waited. Cowards... She spat the word out sickened by the thought of them.

*Humans*

The howls alerted humans of the two, although they were quite slow in responding. A roudy wolf was trying to be caught after he plunged from his cage and ran loose within the building. After mangling the hand of one human and knocking two others down in his desperate rampage, he was finally caught and chained temporarily while others responded to the wolves outside.

Armed with a dart gun, one human steps outside. Acting swiftly, he aims to dart both wolves. A second man backs the first, but he is carrying a pistol.

Nyscee

Nyscee warily backs up now, eyes still forward. At the least expected moment she rushed into the brush, running about aimlessly. She then ran behind the fenced runs, aiming to get around the building silently, and launch a surprise atatck. She was now running against a wall, looking all around for any followers.

Kilika

Finally... They were here. She spotted them as soon as they came out and the human didn't waste any time using his pathetic 'tool.' She heard two darts being fired, and she sprung up from her laying down position. She dodged to the right and one of the darts missed. The other seemed to be aimed at something else so it didn't bother Kilika. She snarled, and her orbs glistened like a lunatics. She took a running start and lunged at the man in front with the dart gun. She aimed for his lifeline, his neck. She didn't know if she was going to hit, but she was going to try. Her teeth glistened as her paws were stretched out in front of her, the talons glinting, to take what would come.

*Humans*

The dart man was quickly jamming another pair of darts into his gun when Kilika attacked him. He had expected her to run like Nyscee had. The last thing he saw were those wild eyes glaring at him as she lunged and sunk her deadly ivories into his flesh. The force of the leap knocked him down and her teeth did the rest. With torn veins and a punctured windpipe, the man died very swiftly.

The other one wasn't standing about idly though; he had a pistol and didn't delay using it. He fired at Kilika as she sprung up. From such a close range, he couldn't miss this shot. But because he had to react so suddenly, his aim wasn't that good, so his wasn't fatal. It struck her in the neck, but by miraculous luck, it only tore through muscle.

An alarm was risen quickly. Out of another door came a name with two dogs on leashes. Picking up Nyscee's trail, they bayed and plunged after it. The man sprinted along after them, gripping tightly to the leashes in one hand and a noose-pole in the other. These dogs were a mix of the sturdy Canis Panther and the monsterous Irish Wolfhound. They were bred at the lab specifically as guard dogs.

Nyscee

Nyscee sped at breathless, almost gliding pace. Her legs flew so furiously that when she had gotten the whole way around the facility, she nearly wasn't prepared to attack. She launched herself at the man with the pistol, aiming for the neck. She was going so fast, however, that whatever she grabbed on was probably thrashed to the side and drug after her. She leapt on top of the man and bit down hard on what seemed to be his throat. After doing so, she believed she heard the dogs right behind her. She had no time to double check whether he was dead or not, she just screamed ot Kilika "Run! They are huge!" And sped off to create a wild goose chase for them. The dogs themselves might not be able to catch her because of the factor of the man. Because of his tight grip, if they went to fast they may have to drag him, and that would slow them down even more. She tried to make her way through very, very thick brush. It would be difficult for them to follow if the dogs hadn't already comprehended her...

Kilika

As she ripped into the other mans flesh she felt... Free. She was just about to attack the other man when she felt pain. She growled loudly and staggered backwards. Her neck was bleeding, and she knew it was from that man. The other wolf came out from no where and attacked the man that had shot her, so she left him be. She spotted the dogs coming and heard the other wolf's 'Run.' She snarled and instead of doing as the other wolf had told her to do she launched herself at one of the dogs. She aimed for it's unprotected throat. These dogs weren't all that bright. They had gone after Nyscee and so didn't seem to notice another wolf that was trying to bring them down. She opened her jaw and as she flew closer to the dog, she knew she would bring this one down, even if she did miss the neck. Her blood matted fur was starting to dry turning to brownish white coat a dark brow color.

*Humans & Dogs*

The second man was killed, not noticing Nyscee until it was too late.

Thanks to the Irish Wolfhound in them, the dogs were massive and extremely swift. The hapless man behind them was having great trouble keeping on his feet. Because they were going so fast, when Kilika struck the first dog, both wolf and dog went crashing to the ground and Kilika lost her hold before she could make a deadly wound. The monsterous beast was up quickly and instantly seeking a hold on her neck.

The man was brought down too, running straight into his charges and flipping over onto the ground. The other dog felt free from the strain of the man and bolted after Nyscee. His large size and much broader chest made it harder for him to travel through the vegetation, but he was powered by strong limbs and soon caught up with the wolf. HIs large jaws snapped at her haunch and hind limbs, trying to trip her up. His normal tactic would have been to get along side of her, but in this thick brush, he couldn't easily do that.

Kilika

Stupid mutt... She growled softly as she and the wolfhound began to fight it out. She was enraged at the fact that she had barely wounded the dog at all. She quickly tucked in her neck as best as she could still being quite close to the dog. She backed away a tiny bit wanting to be able to manoveur if she had to. She saw the man fall and wanted to kill him first. Once he was out of the way things would be a lot easier. She snapped at the dog, feinting an attack as she wheeled and jumped onto the mans back. Her outstretched claws dug into the man and she hoped that it would stop him from getting up just long enough... She over the mans head and spun around, facing the dog, and quickly brought her jaws towards the mans lifeline. She snapped her jaws shut. If she had hit her mark, she did not know. She didn't even know if the dog had attacked, seeing as her own attack on the man had been a few seconds over what she thought it would be.

Nyscee

She ran, smirking, glad to have him on her tail like she had planned. She weaved in and out of everywhere, jumping over logs, darting through thick jagged brush, and finally, making her way through dense trees, weaving rapidly and randomly. Heart was beating rapidly, but she knew she could keep this pace up easy, hopefully longer than the dog could. She ran, not looking behind her, carefully making sure to keep distance from the dog, for he had nearly tripped her earlier. She headed into even denser, thorny brush, tufts of fur being torn out, thorns sticking her sides. Luckily, thanks to her dense coat, she managed to seek refuge from most of the thorns. The dog, she hoped, would cease trailing her, but if not, she hoped his pace had slowed from all the running. At a slower pace it would make it even harder to keep up with her in the brush, but she did not look back. She nearly began to laugh, the dumb mutt.....neither of his mixes must have brains....he actually followed her! A wolf! He couldn't keep up the pace too much longer....

*Humans & Dogs*

The fallen man's life was saved by his loyal canine. As Kilika moved for the human, the large dog sprung at her with his large jaws agape and snapping at her neck or face; which ever he reached first. Because he attacked so hard and fast, Kilika would have either recived his bites or evaded them before she could reach the human.

The other dog plunged through the thickening vegetation with his large chest heaving from the long chase. His coat was a mixture of the breeds; completely blue-black with short, coarse fur. It shielded him somewhat from the thorns, but not nearly as much as Nyscee's fur. He was soon cut up and embeded with thorns. His tongue soon hung from the side of his mouth as he panted for breath. His pace began to slacken, but he tried to keep to her trail.

Kilika

Kilika was forced to evade, causing the man to go almost unharmed. She leapt to the left, but not quite fast enough. The dog had managed to clip her right shoulder area. She growled with anger. She had to evade though, she knew, as the wound from her neck was already very severe and another one wouldn't help. She decided the easiest thing to do was run as Nyscee did, so she sprung towards the dense forest, running as fast as she could go. She knew with her head start and her lighter frame she could stay ahead of the dog until they got into the more dense areas. When the dogs were disposed of she plotted to return and attack the humans again. They were weak without their dogs and tools...

Nyscee

She ran as fast as she could now, tounge lolling out of her mouth as she flew as fast as she could through the brush. She hoped to other wolf was able to get out, for if not, all of Nyscee's running would be in vain.

*Dogs*

The continued their pursuit, now each with a large set of thorns and burs sticking in their coarse coats. Even with their larger chests and great lung capacity, they were no match for a wolf's endurance. They slowed more and more until both dogs had nearly lost sight of their fleeing 'prey'. They wouldn't stop though. Not until they dropped down from exhaustion or found something better to do.

Nyscee

She bolted to and fro, mixing up the trail so it would be nearly impossible to trace if the went back to come for them later. She darted to and fro, not giving up, and neither were they. She leapt through some heavy wooded areas, and continued running. She was breathing hard now, she could not keep this pace up much longer. However, the dogs had already slowed, and she was far from them, giving her advantage.

Kilika

Since she was fresher than Nyscee she was still able to run pretty fast. She lifted her nose just a tad to see where the other dog was. The dog was still behind her but he was slowing down fast. She smiled and crashed over to the right. She was going to go in a circle and get around them... Then she was going to attack. She made her way to the right now. She was curving back to where they had come from, the lab.

*Dogs*

Nyscee's pursuer slowed down to a walk, then stopped all together. He sniffed intently at the ground, getting her scent as best as he could. Then he headed after he trail once more at a steady trot. The dog was quite baffled by all the mixed trails, and by the time he might rediscover which way she had gone, Nyscee could be far from the Lab.

The dog eventually slowed to a trot as well. Panting heavy, he began to follow her circling trail.

Kilika

She glanced around once and saw that the dog was following her. She growled softly. She had to lose him somehow... She crashed back to the left and started hoping over fallen logs as she dodged over to the right, and back to the left. She had to lose this dog before she could do much more... Once she had she'd circle around and finally attack... She kept on going, even though her coat was scratched and bleeding she didn't care. She had to win... Had to...

Nyscee

As for Nyscee, one human's death was triumph enough. She ran in all different directions, speedily trotting. She would scratch trees, slide around on logs, then dead end the trail and loop back a different, unnoticed way. She did this often, but in between the scuffing of her tracks, the misleading jumbling of her feet in odd directions, and running in all different ways, sure to distract, maybe discourage the dog's attempt to seek her out.

*Dogs*

Nyscee's pursuer came to a dead end, finally getting utterly confused by her mixed trails. He had a good nose, but he was more of a sight hound than anything. Perhaps if he had bloodhound in him, he would have stayed to her trail. But now she was free to escape while he stayed confusidly behind.

Kilika's dog soon stopped all together. He had stepped on a fallen bramble vine and gotten several thorns embedded deep into a front paw. Distracted, he lifted his paw and tried his best to dislodge the thorns.

Kilika

Finally! The dog had stopped. She turned her head once and quickly spotted his still form. A smile crept up onto her features and she crashed to the right. She was running as fast as she could go, not wanting to dog to notice which way she was going. She was hoping to sneak up on him. As she went in a wide circle, leaving some berth so that the dog wouldn't notice her, she finally reached the path almost directly behind the dog that had pursued her so unthinkingly. She slowed to a trot and crept closer to the dog, not wanting to alert it. She lowered herself to the ground, and crept, as if stalking her prey, which this dog actually was... She got closer and closer making sure not to step on anything. She finally got close enough to her liking and she lept. Her hind legs sprung, propelling herself towards the dog. Since the brush was rather thick, she didn't know exactly where she was aiming, but she knew that as soon as she had the dog between her paws, he was probably doomed.

*Dogs*

The dog gave a startled, painful yelp as the wolf's fangs dug into his haunch. With such thick brush, and since he stood so high, it would have been very hard for her to hit anywhere else.

Knowing that she could severely damage his muscles there, the dog tried to turn and defend himself, but the thick, twisted brambles and briar vines tripped him up and ensnarled him. Fighting against this entrapment, he tried desperately to attack Kilika, but it was difficult.

Kilika

She growled triumphantly as she felt blood trickle into her muzzle. She felt the dog try to turn and retaliate, but since his paw was caught and the brush was so thick, she knew that it was probably tiring him out more than anything. She felt a few scratches being made as he flailed about, trying to attack her with everything he had. Kilika dug herself into the ground and held on as tight as she could. She tried to dig her teeth in deeper, and then she pulled downwards. If she had done it right, she would've torn a few of the muscles that were in that area, and she was hoping that she had gotten as deep as to the bone. She quickly lept backwards, into the brush, and lunged at the dog again, trying not letting him get the chance to turn around and attack her back. She opened her jaw, her teeth stained red from the blood, and snapped closed again, hopefully on another spot of the dog.

*Dog*

The powerful fangs and jaws of the wolf tore down to the bone, creating a dangerous problem of blood-loss for the dog. Working feverishly to free himself, the dog snapped and chewed at the debris entangling him. His mouth was soon cut up and stuck with thorns, but he couldn't get turned about sufficiently.

Her next attack landed on his side, as the dog had managed to twist about somewhat. Again, he thrashed out and snapped at her, but she had the upper hand. Too many more attacks would surely result in his death.

Kilika

Kilika felt her jaw land on the dogs side. She once again pressed down hard and ripped backwards. The dog was attacking hard. He knew that he would die if he couldn't get away soon. She snarled happily, and watched him struggle for a second. She had been scratched quite a bit by the thick brush, and the dogs lashing had also caused some damage. Her hide was cut and some of them were bleeding, but they didn't bother her too much. The wound on her neck was already closing up, and she disregarded that as well. She concentrated on the dog, and watched him twist and turn. She locked her eyes onto his neck, alhtough she knew it might be dangerous to get that close to his mouth, she wanted to bring him down as quickly as possible, so that she could go back and finish off the human. Possibly humans. She bared her teeth and once again lunged at the dog, this time aiming for a much more important part of his frame, his neck. She knew that she would most likely miss, but if she got close enough... She might be able to shift herself over to that area, and then she could rip and tear...

*Dog*

He was too tall for his own good! As she lunged for his throat, he snapped his powerful jaws at her shoulder. As he felt her fangs sink into his neck, he tried frantically to get at her shoulder and thrash her.

Kilika

She felt her teeth sink into his neck and she pressed hard, trying to cut his lifeline in half. She felt the dogs incisors rip into her shoulder. She snarled viciously and channeled her pain into anger. She pressed down even harder and dug her teeth as low as they could go. She used her paws to slash at the dogs side while she was biting, trying to create as much damage as possible.

*Dog*

The dog struggled a moment longer, but the jugular had been severed. Quite quickly, as the life fluid ebbed from his beind, the dog's frantic movements slowed and weakened until they ceased all together. He was dead!

Kilika

Kilika held on to the dogs neck and kept on clawing at his side. She felt him go limp and only then did she release him. She opened her jaws, pulling out her teeth that had been buried so deeply into the dogs lifeline. The dog fell to the floor, and she sniffed once, before turning around and trotting towards the lab again. She had to finish off those humans... She heard the dog that had been going after Nyscee and she debated whether to try and kill it or not. She decided to leave it be, as it would probably die out here, without the humans to take care of it. She snorted at the idea, as she quickly made her way back to the lab. She stopped just at the borders of the brush and licked at her wounds, trying to heal herself as best she could before the 'big' battle came. She shook her head and trotted into view. She didn't see any humans and she snarled loudly, as if challenging them to come out.

*Humans*

A human was just walking around the side of the building and spotted Kilika snarling. He had a noose-pole with him after helping to catch a wolf just moments before. The man gave a quick shout to Kilika while he crouched his body slightly and held the noose pole defensively; ready...

Kilika

She saw the human approach, and she wasted no time attacking. She noticed he had one of those poles with him, and she knew that she couldn't allow the man to get it around her neck... Or she was dead... She crouched low to the floor and sprung, aiming to knock the man over and then tear his neck apart. Her outstretched paws were ready to land on the man, balancing her weight evenly. Hopefully she wouldn't miss...

Aaka Ghost Walker

A growl as low and deadly came from behind the man. She would be an easier take down then Kilika for she was already injured. Quite visibly anyone could see that her shoulder was ripped open from another fight. Growling softly she said in a near whisper "Ghost Walker" a great tawny cougar came beside her with a hiss and a snarl making her smile

*Human*

He watched Kilika's every moment and braced for the attack he saw coming. When she sprung at him, the man suddenly thrust the pole forward in an accurate movement. Kilika's jaws clamped down on the bar. Wasting no time himself, the man plunged foward, trying to bowl the canine over before she could let go of the pole... he didn't notice the two behind him.

Kilika

Kilika felt her teeth wrap around the hard bar, jarring her head from the hard item that had found it's way into her maw. She had just manged to somewhat release the pole as the man pushed it towards her. It just caught the edge of the top of her mouth, shoving her slightly backwards. She would've lost her balance, if the ground hadn't been so close. She landed on her hinds, and instead of waiting for the man or her to regain their balance, she lunged at the man. If she hit, she would either manage to claw at his stomach, or knock him over at most. She hoped it was enough... But since she was slightly unbalanced her aim wasn't as good as it usually was. All she needed though, was a good grip on the guy, and he was dead...

*Human*

His thick winter coat saved him from any damage her claws could do, but he was pushed back just as he was trying to gain his balance. He fell heavily onto his back but reacted quickly, aiming a powerful punch at Kilika's stomach. With his other hand, he brought the pole down by his neck to help sheild it and pulled his elbow as best as he could by his face. Using his feet, he tried to kick his attacker off...

Kilika

Kilika snarled, annoyed, as she noticed that her claws did nothing. A small smile slipped onto her features as he atleast lost his balance, but she couldn't celebrate too soon. His punch hit where he was aiming, and caused the fae quite a rattle. Luckily, she had just clamped her teeth down onto a part of the man's jacket. The punch would have sent her flying if she hadn't grabbed onto it just then. She snarled audibly through the fabric of the coat in her mouth. She let go, pain still shooting through her frame, and tried to snap at his neck. The pole also caused her quite a jar, making it so whenever she snapped and hit the bar, her teeth would rattle in their sockets. She continued to snap though, trying to rip the man's face off. Her stomach was beginning to settle back down, but there was going to be quite a big bruise where the man had connected. It still stung, but she wasn't going to let that stop her. She had to kill... It was the only way she could vent her rage at what the humankind had done to her.

*Human*

The man did his best to protect himself where ever Kilika's jaws might land, but his best just wasn't enough. His sheilding arm took damage at first when his attacker went for his face. Desperation made him grasp out for the wolf's throat and he squeezed with all his might, although his now badly damaged arm was weakened. Now Kilika's teeth tore brutally into the yeilding flesh of his face. Blood streamed from the new lacerations as the air was rent with his horrible cries. At this rate, it wouldn't be long before the man would die of blood loss or shock.

Kilika

The fae continued to rake with her teeth, feeling his flesh wrap around her canines. She was just about to give him one last, and hard bite when his hand went around her throat. Although the man was considerably weak, it still surprised her. It cut off her breathing for about a second, but it was enough for her to quickly back off, trying to shake the weak mans hand off of her neck. She knew the human wouldn't survive from the way he was torn up. His blood was all over her snout, and her features, but this wasn't enough... She was going to take them all down with her, or die trying... She had to. Her eyes darted around, as if searching for more humans to come to the aid of the one that was lying in front of her. He was doomed, and Kilika was going to let him bleed to death... Just watch him and be satisfied. She wasn't a cruel wolf. It was just her history with these humans that scared her so badly that she had to get revenge. It was almost certain to her that more of the men would come out soon. They must have heard the downed mans cries by now... She would wait for them, and take them down one by one...

*Humans*

A shot suddenly rang out as a gun was fired. A bullet tore into Kilika's hind leg, damaging muscle but luckily missing the major nerves and any bones. The man holding the gun came running from where he had fired; around the corner of the building. He would have shot again, but he didn't want to hit the fallen man, even though he was dying anyway. The gun man rushed upon Kilika, aiming to give her a powerful kick to the head, hoping to knock her out...

The other man grew weaker until his arms fell down to his sides. His energy left quickly and soon he was dead.

Another human came out from the building; this one a woman. Her face turned rather ashen as she saw the horrid scene. Instead of killing this wolf though, despite what she did, they would capture her for experimenation.

Kilika

The fae just wheeled around as the shot was sounded. The loud bang ringed in her ears as the thing shot through her hind leg. Apparently, she hadn't turned fast enough. A loud bark escaped her vocals as she realized what had happened. Another man had appeared. Good, another to kill. Her leg was currently streaming blood, but she wasn't going to give up that easily. No... She wouldn't give up until she was either dead or... Well... Unconcious. Her lips lifted, showing her canines in a loud snarl. Her unwounded hind leg shifted closer to her body, making up for the injured one. Her neck had stopped bleeding from the first shot, but it still ached. She tried to block it out, but the new pain was helping. Since her body could only feel the most painful injuries, her neck barely hurt at all. With yet another snarl, she lunged with her hinds. The other hind was used more than the other, so her lunge wasn't as powerful as it usually was, but her aim was still deadly accurate. The man's supposedly well-placed kick, grazed Kilika's side as she lept forwards, but off to the side a little so as to dodge the human's kick. Her jaws opened, her now blood red ivories gleamed, and she turned her head to the side. Her leap had gained just enough air to reach the man's arm, if not higher. She snapped down hard, hoping to drag the human down with her. The kick had sent him off balance, and she was tugging him backwards. It was only logical that he would fall over backwards. His recovery speed wasn't known to Kilika, but she didn't care. He would be taken down, just like the others. Of course, if she missed, that would be a different case... But she was almost certain she wouldn't.

*Humans*

The man did fall backwards, missjudging Kilika's strength and endurance. Hardly before he even hit the ground though, he aimed a punch squarely at the wolf's noze, as hard as he possibly could...

The woman was in a rush of shock, but her attention flickered on Kilika still. Staggering forward, she took hold of the abandoned noose pole and and swung it down with all her might against Kilika's head, hoping to knock her out, or at least stun her...

Kilika

The fae grabbed for more of the man's arm, feeling satisfied as he hit the ground with a thump. She was surprised by his quick reaction, although she just managed to dodge the blow to her nose. His hook missed, and instead brushed by the edge of her face. She twisted her head to the side the man's hand had gone by, and opened her maw, trying to crush it in her jaws. The female had been lucky Kilika was fully occupied by this man, or she would have missed as well. Kilika's dodge of the man's hand had brought her head a little to the left so the woman's aim was not as true as it could have, but she managed a blow. The pole was brought down hard onto one side of Kilika's skull. Her ear was practically crushed and a yelp of surprise was sounded again. If the wolf hadn't managed to attach herself at the man, she would instantly leap at the woman. No internal bleeding was happening, but a her ear was crushed. It had taken the whole blow, and was now limply hanging by the side of her head. Almost useless. With a snarl of vengeance she released the man's hand and lunged at the woman who had caused her so much pain...

*Humans*

The woman gave a shriek at seeing the wolf turn her attention towards her now. But as soon as she had unleashed the blow, she had began to draw the pole back for another swing. The woman was a bit quicker than either of the men and dodged to the side just in time to avoid Kilika's lunge. But in her panick, she flung the pole at the wolf, which couldn't do any real damage to Kilika.

The man's hand was crushed beneath the wolf's strong jaws. Although his other arm was wounded, adrenhelin and other natural forces helped to all but erease the pain during this moment of danger. As Kilika turned her attention to the woman, the man came up and snatched his gun in his hand. Instead of firing directly at her skull, he swung the butt of the gun down to smash it against the back of Kilika's skull. A wolf of Kilika's ferocity could sell for big money to fight at the Pit.

Kilika

Kilika landed on her fores, the pole seemingly bounced off her side. It caused pain, but that was it. Nothing as bad as the first whack from the woman though. The fae snarled and spun, trying to lunge at the woman again. The man, since he couldn't be as quick as a wolf, wasn't exact in his aim, but he managed to pound down on her back. The wolf was knocked out of the air, slamming down onto the ground with a loud thump. She scrambled to her feet, twisting her head to clamp down on the man's leg. She was going in overdrive, her brain trying to block out the pain. Her jaw opened and snapped down onto the man's leg. He thought she would sell for much at the pit, but her attention was on killing humans. She had a bad experience with them, but if would kill dogs, she wasn't really sure. As long as humans were there though, her concentration would stray and she would lunge at the fences trying to rip them apart... Kilika continued to gnaw, if she had caught the man's leg at all. Even if she hadn't, she turned her hind end and launched herself towards the man. She knew she couldn't quite knock him off balance, but she would try.

*Humans*

The man gave a cry, feeling fangs rip into his leg. Without wasting time, he raised the gun again and brought it down with all his might to crash upon her skull as she lunged. He also braced himself for the impact of her collision by placing one leg back a foot from the other as leverage and hunching down his body.

The woman scrambled for the pole she had so carelessly tossed at Kilika. She was screaming for the man to just shoot the wolf, but he wouldn't give up. He was far too stuborn for his own good.

Kilika

Kilika felt her cannines tear into the man's leg. Her own blood and the man's were mingling on her muzzle. She gave a snarl of satisfaction, but continued to stay alert. She was one lucky wolf. The blow from the man once again missed his mark because of her shoving. If the fae had stayed still a moment longer the man would have hit her right between the ears. Luck seemed to be on her side though... He slammed down once again on Kilika's back. The she-wolf snarled viciously, trying to dig in harder with her teeth. She lunged backwards, trying to drag the man down with her. She knew for some odd reason, that he wasn't trying to kill her, but merely make her unconcious. For this reason she fought even harder, not willing to let the man take her captive for some of his dispicable reasons. Her back was now aching, the bruising starting to swell up. No bones were broken, but the next day she would be sore all over. With yet another swift lunge backwards, she released the man's leg, springing with her hinds towards the man's chest. She was obviously trying to knock him over. The leg that the man had shot was still bleeding furiously, but none of that mattered to Kilika. Not yet anyway...

*Humans*

The man was drawing back his gun for yet another swing at the wolf. But with his own leg wounded now, he didn't have quite the balance or strength to hold up against the next lung. He was successfuly thrown back and instantly shoved a hand out at Kilika's throat, squeezing and pushing hard against it, trying to choke her and at the same time keep her from his own neck. With his other hand, he began to beat down on her head where ever he could with his gun...

The woman regained more sense and readied the loop at the end of the pole. Trying to control her shaking, she attempted to get the loop around Kilika's neck and yank back hard...

Kar

The She hybrid looked upon the scene, she'd broken out of her own cage, and was looking for some fights. She had been destined for the pit, she was a born and trained fighter, fighting was her life. She growled, looking on, fight dog or humans? Dog, the humans would feed her if she won. She walked calmly up, the dog about to take a beating, she snarled, leaping at her, teeth bared, jaws slavering, food filling her mind. Her scared body showed proof of her fights, her ability to fight and win against humans, dogs, anything. She open her jaws, hoping to land them in flesh, she wouldn't kill the she-wolf, just keep her still for the humans, if they gave her food. She dropped back, snarling not yet knowing the damage she'd caused, or if she'd hindered the humans, she didn't really care, in her view there was food at the end, a true fighters reward, she loathed every dog that went to the pit before her, she loved to fight, but had not seen the pit for half a year, now she would prove herself, and fight again.

Kilika

The fae felt her pads land on the man's chest as he fell onto the floor. Her jaws opened once again, the blood glinting off her formerly white canines. She tried, almost desperately, to wrap her maw around the man's face, but he was still struggling. She felt his hand go around her neck, and instead of continuing her attack she yanked backwards. His blows from the gun, at most, would have hit the tip of her muzzle. She was practically sitting on the man now, but all she wanted to do was get away. She knew how vulnerable she could be right now. The only thing that frightened her when she was in a battle, was if the opponent got ahold of her neck. She squirmed backwards again, and out of the corner of her eye she saw another dog. Those dispicable creatures... It had misjudged its distance though, and instead of landing on Kilika, as she had most probably intended, had landed on the man's chest. If her claws had been unsheathed, which the she-wolf was betting they were, quite a bit of damage would have been done the injured man.
The woman's aim, although quite shaky, was good enough. The loop neatly went over Kilika's struggling head, and she was yanked cleanly off the man. If the human had still been holding on to her neck, he would have been pulled along as well. But he would have to take care of that dog on top of him first. The fae landed on the floor with a thud. She quickly scrambled to her feet and turned, trying to lunge at the woman who had managed to snag her. Kilika knew it was almost over... The humans were in control for now. But she would get revenge later. When they let their guard down...

kar

Now the dog was taken away from her, human flesh was just as good, she turned to the man she was pleasantly seated on, if dogs could, she'd be smirking, looking in his eyes. Not many dogs would look into a human, or dogs eyes, she would. Her left eye was dim, and had limited sight, her left ear had less hearing, and no fluff grew inside, it was white. Her left nostril couldn't smell properly, the truth was, if she didn't fight, she might not have lasted so well, she would never become a stray, begging for food, never, she'd rather die. He would be the only one to see her look, and not the first, nor last, but most died only minutes later. She turned, resting her foot on his throaty, her claws would dig in, and her weight would cut of his air supply. She was 71 inches tall, god knows how heavy, her coat was black, points of tan above her eyes, on her chest, and legs, her eyes a redy amber. She curled her top lip, no noose would ever go round her again, she'd been their done that.

Fallen Rose

The large arctic she-wolf sat down her eyes scaning the large building before her. She whinned slightly not sure of why she was here. She had been dropped off. She had many bruises from the trip here. The male two-legger that had brought her here had just dropped her off and tied her leash to a tree. She started chewing on ther rope trying to get out. But the tough leather would not be chewed through...