Blazed

The ebon brute's massive form snapped up to his high rank stance and threw back his poll in a victory song. Through parted maws, a deep and solid tune erupted into the waning hours of the night. Blazed's call went on for quite a while as he basked in his glory and elation. He did not kill his opponent, and he hadn't planned on that either, but Naraku had given up. The behemoth would have rather died than submitted on his own terrain. The canyon was his and his only. Icy blue optics gazed around at his pack as his jaws snap shut and end his melody. His turned and sprinted o the closest border, favoring his mangled limb mind you, to mark and remark his land's ends.

Hours later he wad finished what he had set out to do and came back to the area which he had overrun his opponent. The morning's rays were making an appearance as they scratched along the horizon, pulling their ball of flaming gas higher into the brightening sky.

So, you think this was a happy ending? So did Blazed, yet he knew his challengers would keep true to their word and come back. Blazed did not mind in the least. He would fight again, but next time, on the home team.