Nita
Nita came to these pack lands, the terra rubmleing beneath her with her every step of her mighty paws pounding onto it, Her cranuim held high as she let out a long cold and evil howl. A threat. "I will take these lands, I challenge you Distract regect this and suffer my wrath, for I'll hunt you down kill your pack and everyone you love dearly. And I'll huant your dreams" she laughed with those words a poisonous laugh it was.
Distract
A cold howl shattered the stillness of the eventide. It rose, twisting and harmonizing eerily with the haunting voices of others. A soft breeze whistles past your ears, stirring the long limbs of a coniferous tree, causing them to sigh as though they dreaded the coming battle. A massive direwolf materialized out of the shadows. He moved soundlessly on long, heavily muscled limbs, caudal appendage oscillating rigidly round athletic haunches. He was jet like the raven, his coat so black it was blue when the moon’s light caught it. Switchblades curved from each paw as he paused before banshee, regally poised, hackles raised. He barred glistening white fangs, his eyes turning to pools of molten sapphire. "Leave this place while you still can." He said, his voice low and even.
Nita
Nita snarled vicously, her paws pressing onto the terra, her tassel rose to the heavens above, her fangs bareing. "I won't leave. I fight I seek, I fight for these lands, A fight till your coverd in blood on the cold hard groud dead, or at mercy sqorming with fear" she growled poisonouly. She shifted her wait forward her cranuim alined with her spine. "No others can help you, unless your weak and pathetic. Those are my only rules no one can help you fight or take your place" she added still with the poisonous growl.
Maura
"But I can still offer support."
She padded up without being heard behind Nita. Her own hackles raised head lowered to the ground. HEr first ever hom e wasn't about to be threaghtned, If she couldn't help to fight Nita that she would offer support to her alpha in other ways by jsut being nearby.
Distract
Ebon countanance turns to look upon Maura, molten sapphire pools showing little emotion, except perhaps a small dancing flame of overwhelming joy to see her. Then he turned back to the strange banshee. "What an imagination you must have." he said in amusement. "A mere wolf against a direwolf and his lady? Tsk tsk. The odds are against you. And let me remind you, this is still my terra and so long as it is mine, I make the rules. I will not accept terms that are other than mine own."
Nita
Nita glars at him her orbs reflect no fear. "Odds, as long as theres any chance at all I'll try, or even none it's worth a shot you will go down no matter what you are you will die" she snarled lunging forward yet slightly off to the side and lowerd to snag his stomach were his pelt was thin.
Distract
Distract swung his haunches aside, lashing out with powerful jaws at her neck. Her claws merely brushed the velvet of his shaggy coat.
Scalet Angel
The small femme held her breath as her leader attacked. She was unable to help with fangs & claws, but she could cheer him on.