Eventine

The alphess had not seen her mate for a while now, and was worried from the last conversation she had with her mother. What had become of her father? Was he dead? And moreso, now she feared about her mate and offspring. Well, she knew that Quain was alright; he had gone off to hunt not long about. But what of the others? The more she thought, the more she worried.

It had been a long while since she had visited with Esprit and Bagre as well, and hadn't thought of asking her mother about them. Pacing anxiously along the length of a fallen log, Eventine vowed to find her family. Not knowing where to look, she turned his muzzle skyward and howled, hoping that someone would hear and respond.

*King Hounds*

"There's one... lets do this." Came a whisper from a stand of dense hawthorn bushes and a cluster of wild grape vines. "Ah yes, this will please our Masters." A second voice replied, whispery but cunning. There were three King Hounds, which had snuck up down wind of Eventine, creeping like snakes through the terra as they stalked her. Much further behind them were their masters on horseback.

A blackish hound was first to appear, leaping clear from the brush in one, giant bound. He was one of the rarer colors of the breed, with a silvery hue along his back, past his soulders. A touch of sepia fur could be seen around his face and muzzle as well, and there were scars here and there over his body. And he was as big as they came, full of strength, agility, and an overwhelming desire for killing wolves. Clearing an impressive amount of space in his leap, this massive hound hit the ground running, straight for Eventine.

Behind him came two more hounds. One was brindle and the other was sable with all the proper markings. The big dark one came first though, powering towards Eventine in great bounds of his lengthy limbs. He went straight for her throat... The others closed in as well, the brindle going for her stomach while the sable went for her shoulder. And like custom, each hound wore a short-spiked collar around their necks.

Eventine

Eventine snarled sharply, whirling around to face the mysterious voices. "Tresspassers, you wil..." She trailed off as the three tore from cover, heading her way. Their sheer size and speed shocked the alphess more than anything, and for a moment, she failed to move at all. Then her senses came back and she whipped around, taking a plunging leap in the opposite direction as the first hound's jaws snapped dangerously close to her flesh. But hardly did she cover any ground when she felt a searing bolt of pain in her shoulder, bringing her flight to a jolting stop. The sable had gotten the grip alright, forcing Eventine to turn to defensive manuvers. Keen jaws struck right for the other's face and eyes while she bucked her entire body up, trying to pull from from the grasp.

Kong, *Humans, & Hounds*

The black hound dove right in once Eventine was caught by his comrades. Keen and true to his breeding, the giant of a canine sent his powerful jaws right for the alpha's neck, hoping to make this a brief battle.

The sable held his grip tight, taking the abuse of Eventine's fangs for a moment until the black could make his strike. Then the sable gave a squeeze to his jaws before releasing and pulling back, his muzzle marked by his victim's fangs.

The other king hound sent his attack for Eventine's other shoulder, his goal to cause damage and hinder the wolf's attempts at escape.

Eventine

Eventine was busy with the sable when the black hit. Her neck was turned, offering an unfortunately good target to strike upon, especially since her teeth were busy elsewhere and unable to combat this new assault. With a shrieking yelp, the alphess bucked her front end as teeth grated into her throat. Snapping frantically at what ever she might reach on the black, Eventine thrashed her body about to make it harder for her attackers. But there was little evading to do now, and the other hound had her shoulder in little time. She was helpless, and found a groggy weakness enter her as blood seeped from her wounded throat.

Kong, *Humans, & Hounds*

Kong bit hard, driving his sharp canines in with crushing force. He felt her own ivories strike briefly on his leg, so he simply moved the limb back out of harm's way and appiled more pressure to her neck. He was seeking the life vein and the windpipe; one or the other, hopefully both.

The other two turned up the force, sending their attacks here and there, biting around the shoulder and stomach areas, doing as much damage in the quickest time to end the fae.

Now the humans arrived, springing over thick cover and circling slowly at a distance as they watched. Kong grinned inwardly as he heard his name being shouted in a triumphant manner. He bit all the harder.

Eventine

Eventine faught back at first, even as the deadly teeth drove their way helplessly closer to her vitals. She yelped between savage snarls, shaking and snapping in a furious attempt to break free. But as she fought like a wild thing, Nakaru, Quain, Vivek, and the others flashed through her mind. In her short moments of fighting, a despairing conclusion came to the alpha. They had all been killed by these terrible hunters. It was only an assumption, and it wasn't totally a true one, but to Eventine, it was a crippling knowledge. It, more than the merciless teeth that bore into her living flesh, drove the fight from her. The world swam before her eyes as her snarling protests gave way to gasping, hoarse grunts. Her body grew more lax as her eyes blinked against an encrouching darkness. The tearing flesh and searing pain began to ebb away, and in a blur, everything slipped away as Evetine's body gave up all together. She was dead.

Kong, *Humans, & Hounds*

Kong held his prey after she went limp. His eyes blazed to his two comrades, then to the humans who shouted and cheered at the killing. The black wolf gave his victim one last shake before letting her body drop to the cold ground.

The humans cantered forward on their mounts, then came down and inspected the wolfess. A pat was given to the heads of each hound, which Kong delighted in. Apart from killing wolves, praise from his masters was something he loved very much.

The humans cut one of Eventine's ears off, as well as her tail and one paw. Their reasons were their own; partly for identification and partly for other things. The humans got back on their horses, and with the three hounds following behind, they headed away.