Monarda
Red banner swaying with her quickened steps, Monarda nosed her way into the territory. The scent of deer grew stronger and stronger the deeper in she moved. They had to be here somewhere...
Zuk & Others
Zuk had been luckier than Quell, for the other yearling had gotten tagged a few times by Bloodlust before picking up his pace and outdistancing the wolf. As soon as they headed out of the terra and away from the predators, the two had stopped to catch their breath and decide on the next course of action. It was soon decided that Quell would find Wycliff, who was said to have headed for the Woodland Farm on an errand for an ally. Zuk would round back and assess the damage on the stags. They were to meet back up at Zaquiams, in case worse fell to worse.
When he had returned, he had been overwhelmed by the stench of blood, and the sight of so many dead or dying stags. And then, to his horror, he saw some of the pack heading west! Worse yet, he caught the words of Risen, Cavan, and Monarda... his herd was to be enslaved! While the wolves plodded towards the Shadow Hedge, Zuk went in a flat-out run, moving as fast as his little legs could carry him.
The area was vast, and he had little time to search. The pack would be here any second. Four hinds caught his eye, and he headed towards them at once. Sage, Kisp, Cinnamon, and Mahdis. "The stags are dead!" He barked, galloping towards the deer as they huddled together in sudden fright, confused and dismayed by his words.
"Zuk, whatever do you mean?" Cinnamon said, trying to force a dismissive smile. She couldn't believe that the stags could be dead. There were nearly thirty of them!
Zuk shook his head, "They are dead, and the wolves are coming for the rest of you! Hurry, where are the other hinds? There's no time to explain!" He urged, casting a desperate look in every direction.
Kisp piped up now, catching the urgency and fear in the yearling stag, "The others, why, they're over the next rise..." The white-tail turned to nod in the direction of the rest of the herd when the scent of wolf invaded her nose. Her tail flagged up at once, "I smell them! They are here!"
Zuk hesitated, but he could now smell the wolf as well. In a whispered, hissing voice, he spoke, "Hurry, you four must come with me! The others..." He looked off into the distance, misery and pain tearing at his heart as he failed to see his mother or siblings. "...I will find them later." Fear finally told on the group, and they headed for Zaquaim's, narrowly escaping the eyes of Monarda and any other members that entered the terra.
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Alfilaria snorted, "We aren't going anywhere! If the Mulies can stand off predators, so can we!" She replied defiantly, tossing her head up, "Come on, the rest of you get up here!" She demanded, calling to the other hinds and yearlings.
Incalia & Litharaz
Closely following Monarda came two other canines, both bloodied but otherwise perfectly capable of doing their duty.
Incalia was first, striding ahead, even with her injured shoulder. With her blood soaked gums pulled back, revealing crimson encrusted fangs, she looked a horrific sight. Her powerful frame swayed as she came up alongside the wolf, her dark eyes encasing wild flames. They're going to try and scare us off. A lethal, cold cackle peirced the air, as the hybrid division leaders eyes locked onto Alfilaria. I think we should show them who's in charge.
Litharaz, being the more thoughtful of the two, slipped round the herd to the side. He came up low towards the yearling hinds and stags. He had only a little blood on him, but it looked like he had been attacked. Using this to his advantage, Litharaz whispered to the fawns. Hey, You've got to come with me, Those dog's, they'll kill you! I know somewhere you will be safe. They attacked me, they've killed loads of your herd, you've got to save yourselves. Come with me! It was said so innocently, with a terrified expression accompanying it that it would be pretty convincing. It was also so quiet, it would be difficult for any adults to hear, and if they did, the Haunters were on their way.
Incalia's eyes flashed, her muscles rippling. She began to streak down the hill side, before coming to an abrupt halt before the hinds, a savage snarl bellowing from the canine. Listen up! Your stags are dead, you are under Shadow Haunter rule. Resistance is futile. You either obey, or die. The hybrid wouldn't really kill them, but their legs would be broken if they disobeyed. Now, group up and shut up. Fawns included. As she stalked round the group, mock snaps were given to random hinds as she barked out orders, whilst glancing to Monarda every so often. I am Incalia, This is Monarda. We each lead our own division of the Haunters. Our alphess is Risen, you will obey her at all costs or we'll sever your heads from you bodies. Letting the new information sink in, Incalia paused, before beginning again, padding back in the direction she had just come from. Are there any others of you here, or anywhere else? Her sharp, aulthorative proved this was not a predator to mess with, as was any other Haunter. The rottweiler and German shepherd cross came to a stop once again in front of Alfilaria, her pink tongue flashing over her bloodied muzzle, Answer me..
Alfilaria & Others
Alfilaria did not so much as flinch when Incalia rushed down the slope. Skaa took a step back, eyes blazen with fear, but she stood beside her mother nonetheless. Others were not so brave, and an older hind by the name of Elderberry shied a few yards away, leaving Alfilaria, Skaa, and two white-lipped hinds; Ywla and Vail. "You lie! We will not be pushed around by blood-drinkers such as yourself!" Alfilaria declared, lifting her proud head high. For being so small, she was mightily brave.
The rest of the hinds were stunned at the news of the stags' death, and the scent of blood was enough to convince them that Incalia was not lying. Without Wycliff to lead them, they became as formable as sheep. Smart as they may be, their instincts began to drive them now. Aside from the defiant four in the front, the rest of the hinds began to form a tight cluster as Incalia and Monarda circled around them, snapping and barking.
Alfilaria turned furious eyes upon the rest of the hinds, and kicking out whenever a mock snap was given to her. But in her pregnant state, she would be rediculously easy to evade. "Stand your ground! We outnumber them!" She barked out, but to no avail. The fear was too great in the herd, and it spred like a vile infection. Even Skaa was beginning to waver. Alfilaria looked back to Incalia now, realizing that it would be futile to resist the wolf. "This is our entire herd." She stated hotly. She knew there were four hinds across the next rise, and that a group of fawns were playing past another hill. And that Wycliff and all of Nhosh's yearlings were at the Woodland Farm; and she only hoped they would somehow be safe from the capture. She did not know that the group of yearlings were already being tricked by Litharaz, or that Quell and Zuk had gotten to the other hinds already.
Bask, Uth, Xanthipe, Lavender, Zana, and Valnigh were among the little group that Litharaz came upon. They had been playing a game when the wolves rushed in, and they were out of direct sight of their parents. The group instantly came together, pressing close to one another as the bloodied wolf approached. Bask, son of Ylwa and the late Nettle, spoke out first, "W-what do you mean..?" Denial; he didn't want to believe that the stags had failed. But at the same time, this Lith seemed very convincing. Besides, he had heard the tails of Arctic and the others helping out with the humans. As much as Nhosh didn't like it, some wolves were alright. And this must be one of them. "Where do we go?" He said next, dismissing his first question and preparing to follow this wolf. The rest of the yearlings in the group seemed just as willing to follow lead.
KAOS
KAOS
DO OR DIE
The large hybrid, massive paws stampeding over the ground, headed to the group. Eyes fell on each hind, checking them over with a deadly gaze. For so many years, hatred had filled this canine. He still had much of it to release on someone if it so happened that he had to stand in.
Coming to a sharp halt back a bit from Incalia, he snorted. He said nothing, though. His stance was fairly high, with the base of his tail stiffened outward with the end slanted up. His fur bristled, and saliva dribbled from his opened jaws. His stance was directed to the deer. Actions always spoke louder than words.
KAOS
simply C H A O T I C
• My original home was somewhere I loathed
• My enjoyments are ripping humans to shreds and being by myself, if you must know
• I see a potential meal in anyone and everyone
• My occupation had been serving the humans as a pit fighter
• My lifestyle once consisted of torture, suffer, fight, repeat
• My heart belongs to absolutely no one
• I only serve the Shadow Haunters, so that's how it goes
• I've no friends nor family, and like it that way
• I've many enemies, but none you need to know
Incalia & Litharaz
Litharaz grinned inwardly, but his face still protrayed fear. In an effort to keep up his act, Lith glanced towards the snarls and his eyes widened. Quick, they're here! Come to the Oak Prairie, I have a friend there who can help us, She might be able to help save some of your dad's aswell! Turning quickly, the white Shepherd began to trot towards the Oak Prairie with no intention of helping any of the stags. There was no friend, no help. As soon as those fawns walked into that land and saw those stags, they would be surround by Haunters, and have to obey.
Incalia smirked maliciously, turning to Koas with a nod. Surround them, make sure none of them get away. Break some legs if you have to. The same look was given to Monarda. The hybrid then turned those predatory gleaming eyes to Alfilaria. We don't lie, We slaughtered them all, every single one. She continued to snarl, muscles rippling beneath her coat. Her shoulder still bled, trickling down her front leg, but it was slowly healing. Her black and brown coat adorned a redish tinge, as her eyes lit up with flames. You may outnumber us deer, but you are no where near as good at fighting. We are all trained in the art of murder, and are experts at it. You should join your friends, they're smart enough to listen to our demands. So this was the rest of the herd. Fine, it would do. Noticing the pregnant state of most of the hinds, the hybrid became less inclined to hurt them. After all, they were going to need the males to train and fight. Incalia now locked her eyes with Alfilaria's, Your quite a brave one aren't you, you little weed-eater. Tell me, how can you stand there and not show a flicker of fear, when I could sever your jugular in a matter of seconds? Just to prove my point... The words had barely left Incalia's mouth before she dived forward, jaws aiming for a front leg as she aimed to snap it. A warning to all that the Haunters ment business. Whether or not she succeded, Incalia jumped back, fangs bared in a ruthless fashion. She didn't want to start to lead them away yet, for there were only three of them to control the herd. She would wait for some more back-up, before heading back to Risen.
Alfilaria & Others
Alfilaria glared straight back into the eyes of the dog, unblinking and unyeilding. "Your kind is going the way of the humans. What a disgrace!" She spat, looking upon Incalia as if she were no more than a lowly worm. "You..." Her next response was cut off as the dog lunged forward and caught hold of the hind's front leg. Just as quickly, Alfilaria made a surprising move of her own and sent her blunt, grinding teeth for the ear of the dog, trying to tear the flappy peice of skin off and show she was more than just talk. But whether her own attack succeeded or not, Alfilaria's leg was crushed and she couldn't help but give a sharp bark of pain.
Skaa rushed to her mother's side, and Ylwa to the other, while a frightened Vail shied back further. "Mom!" She cried out, nudging her mother and helping to brace her as she stood on three legs.
The wounded fallow trembled slightly, but only because she now had just three legs to hold all her pregnant weight up. "You will fall, just as the humans will." The mother hissed at Incalia, but made no further moves to aggrivate the dog.
The rest of the hinds pressed together even more. If they hadn't been pregnant, they would have bolted by now, but that wasn't the case.
Razor .+. Toxic .+. Halabex
Razor glided along the surface of the snow, watching as Litharaz rounded a group of fawn in the distance. With an approving nod he turned and raced for Incallia and the others, Oblivious that a group of them were getting away.
As he neared her listened to them and watch the attack. Rounding the group to complete more of a circle he growled deeply. "It's useless to fight back!"
Halabex came up then turned to Toxic. "Stay here I will search if there are anymore." With a grun he left the akita in a position to help herd the group to the stags standpoint. She was ready to get this deal over with but she would be patient.
Halabex moved out and began to scan the rest of the lands. Eyes wide as he searched for any that may be lacking behind.
KAOS
Kaos gave Incalia a glance and then a brief nod, before turning and sauntering off. His stance was still quite aggressive. This wasn't just a little show, and he certainly
wasn't some push over. Growling deeply at the deer, his fangs bared and glistening in the sunlight, he stalked around the group of hinds. They shouldn't be able to get far if they did happen to go anywhere, but it didn't appear they would be any time very soon. The thought of breaking more legs ran through his mind like a frieght train. This was quite fun.
"Resist and risk your lives!" he snarled in a defensive warning, searching over the herd to make sure none on his side escaped his view.
Incalia
The hind's teeth tore away the top half of Incalia's ear. With a snarl of blinding rage, the hybrid threw back her head, the fresh blood now trickling down the side of her face, making her look even more grotesque and frightening. Her eyes bulged, as her ears were thrown back against her skull. GIVE ME ONE GOOD REASON WHY I SHOULDN'T TEAR YOU APART! With the addition in numbers as ther others arrived, Incalia nodded to each, and decided it was time to move out. Lets group round them, Halabex, there are no others, or so I'm told.. A look that could kill was shot at the crippled doe in the front, before she lifted her head to bark more orders. Assume positions around the group, we don't want them getting away. Any trouble, break some legs, it'll be their own stupid faults. Waiting for everyone to take a position, Incalia moved up the hill slightly so they could all see her. Ready? Let's go. Move out! With a snarl, Incalia turned and began to pad out of the land, mainly on guard for anything that could prevent a problem. As she neared the top of the hill, she looked back of her bleeding shoulder to Alfilaria and the other three 'brave' deer. If you don't come willingly, I'll drag you, your coming whether you like it or not. Resistance is futile. They began the journey back to Oak Prairie.
Alfilaria & Others
Alfilaria did not sport a comeback to the dog this time. She had reserved herself to glaring dominantly back at Incalia, and not giving into fear or pain. As the group was being led away, Alfilaria glanced back over the assembled hinds and yearlings. With surprise, she noted that half the yearlings were not there, and that five hinds were missing as well. Maybe they had gotten away after all. Determined to keep this information secret from the Haunters, Alifliara limped along and followed the orders of the predators. If the other hinds were to have any hope of staying free, Alfilaria knew it was best to get the predators out of the land as quickly as possible.
With the thoughts of their yet-to-be-born fawns in mind, the does didn't dare break rank. A few bold hinds would offer quick jabs with their hooves at any canine that snapped to close at them, but otherwise, they went along like a herd of sheep.
Rapture .+. Others
Rapture moved around, bounding back and forth, snapping but watching for their hooves. He smiled a devils game as he continued to herd them. Halabex and Toxin kep up a steady pace. Moving only when a deer got out of line, then returned to their spots to herd the group.