.diseased.

The large black and white male lead his group of pack mates to the tall grass prarie. He kept a close eye on both Tsunami and Clarrisa, but kept his nose to the air seeking out deer or elk or... anything. He turned to face the group. Everybody, split into groups of two or three and spread out. Search for anything to take back to the pack. Work together. You're a team. Act like one. He gave a glance to Tsunami. A hellion he would be for Saydin.

Tsunami looked at Clarrisa and gave a grin. Guess you're with me, Princess.

Clarissa

Clarissa grinned at him, speaking her words with a bitter sweetness, her face giving a small pout, before she spoke. "But it's so much fun saying what I want. Careful, you keep your face like that, and it might stay that way, it'd mess up your looks."

With that said, she followed after Diseased and the others, noting the way Saydin whispered to Hostile. Better watch your back Tsunami she thought to herself. Once out of pack territory, she raised her tail a little, wagging it once or twice. She hated having to drag it around on the ground simply to please Saydin. Didn‘t the bitch have better things to do then make the prisoners feel miserable. Especially her mother, Clarissa knew how much Shena wanted to go home…

Once at the Prairie, she halted looking around wondering what they would hunt. Her eyes caught the way Saydin’s brother kept glancing toward her, and it made her nervous. What did he want? She almost curled her lip up to flash her fangs at him, simply to make herself feel more comfortable. To let her know that she could still fight, even if she would probably lose to the seasoned fighter. With a angry sigh she turned, keeping her face away from him so she wouldn’t see him glancing at her. Instead she sniffed the air, trying to trace any prey scents. Diseased words hit her pricked auds, and it wasn't long till the son of the devil spoke to her.

"I'm jumping with joy."

Her bitter words were still there, showing that she was still pissed off, even if she didn‘t know why. Perhaps being a prisoner, or Saydin, or the way Diseased looked at her as if he thought she was crazy. Yeah, that’s a possibility she thought, as if he needed to worry about her. Who he should really worry about was his sister. A glance was given around wondering if a third wolf would join them, she just hoped that Hostile wouldn't. The other teen freaked her out, especially as she remembered the way Saydin looked when she spoke to the male. The thought prompted a question to her mind, and she spoke, doing her best to keep her tone casual. If Saydin's son knew she was scared of the black devil, well it might just be a new way for him to torment her.

"How can you stand to piss off your mother? Don-. Baby elk."

Her last two words were a whisper when she broke off from her question. She looked to the male beside her, silver orbs asking if he wanted to go after the prey. It was all alone, laying in the grass, trying to hide. Already her dark coat lowered to the ground slightly in a running position, ready to give chase if her other half wanted to. Well let‘s see if Diseased was right she thought, could she and Tsunami work as one?

.tsunami.

It didn't take much for the male to get into game mode. He had been about to give his classic sneer to little Clarissa when the scent of the baby elk caught his attention. The male lowered his body and moved forward as silently as he could, a feat that he was still learning. He gave a glance to the female at his side then gave her a nod and moved out away from her, heading behind the elk to let her have the head. He could work as a team.... If he didn't let his head get to him. That's when the scent of another caught his attention... Hostile. He nearly snarled. What did the little mutt want? The doberman hybrid moved slowly, moved silently, he gave a dark grin to Clarissa, standing side by side with her. He had Valian's temperment. The only sign of his sweet mother was in his body was... Nowhere. He had nothing of Sasha in him but her blood coursing through his veins. He kept his eyes on Tsunami though, not paying any attention to the elk. Going to kill the killer... He thought to himself silently. Saydin hadn't exactly said kill... She had just said to... Punish. But if the doberman got ahold of him and gave him enough wounds to just.... Damage everything beyond the point of return.... Then who would notice? He licked his lips and began to move forward, waiting for Tsunami to make the first move at the elk. Best to attack when someone is distracted...

Clarissa

Clarissa realized she was to play the decoy, while Tsunami was to attack the baby from behind. Moving forth quickly so she could get away from Hostile, she gave a low growl, not liking the fact that her back was turned toward him. Lowering herself to the ground, she moved through the grass slowly, letting flashes of her black coat be seen by the elk here and there. The baby's attention was so completely on her, he didn't realize the danger behind him. Much like Tsunami didn't realize the danger behind him. It wasn’t till a few moments later, that Clarissa saw a figure behind Tsunami, that unnerved her. That hybrid was up to something she thought.

The little black wolfess had finally caught sight of Hostile, and something about the way he was watching Saydin's son set her off. Not really paying attention to what she was doing, Clarissa charged forth fangs bared. The little elk rose to its hooves in fear, and turned to flee. Simply to start running toward where Tsunami was stalking the prey. Clarissa didn't care if they got it or not, she was simply moving her lithe black body as fast as she could toward the two brutes. Normally she wouldn’t of gotten in the way of Saydin’s son getting punished, but this was just dirty. It was cheap attack, Saydin’s son wouldn’t even know what hit him. That only riled Clarissa up more, causing her banner to bristle and puff out, much like her coat was doing now. If Hostile looked up, he might be surprised to see how aggressive sweet little Clarissa had become, especially toward him. Her intent was to bull doze right into Hostile, her instincts kicking in telling her he was dangerous. Clarissa always followed her instincts. She didn't even holler a watch out to him, so intent on taking down Valian's son. The hundred pound fea was determined to get there before Hostile could make his move. Nor would she stop once she bull dozed into him if she did, no she would bare her fangs, and drive them into the male till he screamed for mercy.

Clarissa could almost taste the blood that would soon be in her mouth. With nothing but her instincts to control her right now, Clarissa was on a rampage for blood, and she'd be damned if she didn't get what she wanted right then and their. She wanted revenge, for Hostile was going to hurt, no kill, Tsunami, her instincts had never failed her before. Now she knew what Saydin had been up to, and if her mind had been in control, she would have been violently sick. The bitch had sent Hostile to kill her son, her own son. That was enough proof to Clarissa that the devil fea was more messed up in the head than she even thought could be possible. She just hoped that she made it in time to stop Hostile from hurting Tsunami. Head lowered like her black auds, she was ready for a fight.

H.ostile

As the elk suddenly leapt forward, Tsunami took a step back and nearly ran into Hostile. He didn't know whether or not to attack the elk or get out of its way. He growled and took a step forward to attack, but then the elk was jumping side ways away from him. He caught flashes of Clarissa moving quickly, but she wasn't nearly quick enough. Right as she lunged for Hostile, Hostile was lunging for the black male that stood between him and happiness. Clarissa caught the back end of Hostile, knocking his rear side ways but he already had a hold onto the side of Tsunami. The male half yelped half snarled in Surprise, but Hostile wasn't letting go. The doberman cross shook his head hard, trying to cause as much damage to the male as possible. He didn't even care that Clarissa was ripping into him. If he died, he died. He snarled as Tsunami twisted his body around and started biting at his face. She should have been my mother. He hissed through clenched jaws. Finally though, he let go of Tsunami and turned to Clarissa, his fangs bloody and his eyes half mad. Don't start things you can't finish. he snarled as he went after her now. Things were getting out of hand. He growled low, ready to attack once again, but then another growl cut through group. Diseased stepped forth, a large battle scarred male, and he turned his glare upon all three of them. Anyone care to explain whats going on?

KARITANIA & OTHERS

Karitania had been delayed whilst she organised a few of her pack to send as aid to Saydin and Valian’s new allies at the Suporvestus Basin. The Nuova Alba were preparing for an attack from the Haunters, and had requested a few soldiers to boost their numbers. So confident in her soldiers abilities, she had sent but four, two of which were her own offspring. Kirrick and Harlan were to be joined by Sxythe and Jaeger, and were on their way to the Basin currently. With that taken care of, Karitania and the remainder of Hunting Group One, made their way to the Prairie after Diseased. They arrived just in time to see Hostile spring his attack, and be met with a counter by Clarissa.

From those that followed the alphess of the Ribellarsi Pack, Jackal and Niea were the first to react. The pair charged forwards, tearing across the ground towards the fray. Niea was the first to reach them, quickly followed by Jackal: Niea intent on tearing apart the insubordinate prisoner to protect her half brother, and Jackal to defend his littermate. Perhaps it was a good thing, then, that Diseased had stepped in, or Clarissa and her new best friend would have had the daughter of Saydin and Valian, and the son of Valian, mercilessly cut her down.

Instead, the pair stopped short of the group, but circled the others to flank Hostile. They did not know what Saydin had said to him, but whatever it was, supporting your bloodline was paramount. Karitania padded over, head and tail high, signalling her and Diseased held the rank here. She need not send out aggressive signals, the glare from her yellow eyes was vicious enough of a warning. Domnio, Vayelle, Rydon, Luca and Santiago stopped a few feet away from the incident, half listening to the group, half concentrated on finding prey, because while everyone else had focused in on Hostile, Clarissa and Tsunami, Nero and Acheron had swiftly and expertly felled the baby Elk, Nero with a throat hold, and Acheron as an added weight to slow the prey. One kill down.

Clarissa

After she plowed into him, knocking his rear side ways, she dove her head down knowing he was too busy tearing into Tsunami. "Let him go, asshole!" She snarled as she attempted to drag her fangs across his underside, trying to tear into the belly, one of the most vulnerable places. She continued to attack him, going for his spine or neck. Her bites weren’t deadly, but enough that it should make him stop fighting. She didn’t let up until he let go, and when he turned toward her speaking, she leapt to the side, ready to meet him fang to fang. Her jaws open and snarling, ready to clamp her muzzle over his and suffocate him if she had too. Her predator instincts were telling her to kill him, but for some reason she held off. That is till she heard Diseased's voice. She didn't take her eyes off Hostile as she replied venom in her voice."Ask Hostile. He tried to sneak attack Tsunami, with no provoke that I could see." She heard the approach of the others, and she looked to them as Jackal and Niea hurried across the ground toward them. Clarissa knew they were related to Hostile, which was why her hackles rose ready to fight more if she needed to. Maybe she wouldn't of won, but she be damned if she wouldn't take one or two down with her. She wouldn't have to worry about Hostile, if her attacks had made it, he'd be in no condition to fight more. For when Clarissa fought, she went for the weak spots, throat, stomach, spine, and legs. That made the fight end quick, and the blood even quicker. Clarissa licked her maw, trying to erase any traces of Hostile's blood if she had any. Golden orbs took Karitania in her sight, not even flinching at the sight of the grown wolfess. No one was here that she really feared, nope the scary one was safely tucked at home. Clarissa stared at everyone around her, watchful for any sneak attacks that might be brought upon her. She waited to see if Hostile would say why he attacked Tsunami, although she already had a pretty good guess. After all Hostile's words rung in her ears. She should have been my mother, and Clarissa couldn't help but wondered what kind of monster would want Saydin as their mother. The black wolfess wasn’t sorry for what she did, Hostile had fought dirty, and she couldn’t help but almost lift her lower lip to sneer at the coward. He should have taken his own advice, and not start something he couldn’t finish. After resisting the urge to sneer she looked to Karitania and Diseased wondering what they would say or do to her.