Murder

Demoness walked into the pit. The people roaring around her, wanting to see the blood spill from the new commer. Her ears pointed like horns upon her head and her deadly eyes shifted anxiously. Like the pits in her old town, She felt she was ready to kill. For her name had meaning. And she would live up with it. Her teeth shown white from their hidding, Waiting for her opponent. Muscles tense under her pelt. Come and get it! She roared for the dog behind the other entry.

*Humans & Dog*

Cheers went up and money was held tensely in hands, betting on who the winner would be. A newer fighter was being brought in today, a cross between a Canis Panther and a Pit Bull.

The grainy-colored dog was let into the pit by his owner. He was well muscled with cropped ears and realtively few scars. But he had been trained on the poor 'bait' dogs, and was filled with blood lust. As soon as he was released, the stocky, powerful dog rushed across the pit, heading straight for Murder. His blunt, heavy jaws were sprung to grip on her throat or muzzle...

Murder*

She-demon watched as the enraged brute came at her, Though her mind was filled with blood lust as well. Eyes narrowed and concentrated on the brujo's Throat. Her thin snout and in shape body made the Minx fast, She charged the brute with top speed, though instead of hitting him, She dodged and bit harshly at his hind legs. Teeth want to disable the brute from his full speed. Her hind legs kicked up and she let her hind claws dart at the beast's face. Her growls and snarls raging and burning deep within her. She was ready to tear, To torcher the unknowing. All she knew was hunger. The females ribs showed lightly, though she was full of meat, for her continuous wins in the other pits. Scars decorated her rump and chest, And a large scar over her eye showed her first attempt in battle.

*Humans & Dog*

The dog gave a sharp snarl, whirling around to confront this swift attacker when he felt her teeth tear into his hind limbs. When she kicked at his face, he lunged and tried to snap ahold of one of them.

Around the pit, cheers went up at the first sight of blood. These cruel and lowly humans were fully attentive to the fight and placing high bids on Murder.

Murder

The femme felt the daggers of the brutes teeth skin her foot as she withdrew it quickly. She latched onto his foot and pulled with all her force, crunching down, though knowing she wouldn't be able to break it with such a thick layer of muscle. After the hardest crunch to his leg she could make. She let go and jumped at the brute, Aiming for his throat. Hoping to make a clean kill, though he didn't look easy to take down.

*Dog*

The dog yelped at the pain, twirling again to try and get a hold of her. Murder's fangs cut deeply through the flesh and reached his bone, but the dog's twisting about a powerful muscles saved his leg from being broken. His tail was waving a bit, excited greatly by all the humans cheering. He didn't know they were mostly cheering for Murder though. Snarling anew, the bulky dog dipped his already low-held head so that Murder's attack hit the side of his neck instead, where it wasn't so vulnerable. His own teeth struck out for her shoulder where he'd try to lock on with his powerful jaws...

Murder

Her vision narrowed once again and she felt a pinch on her side, Though she didn't see if he had accually caught her, She was too into what she was doing to notice, or even care. She bit eagerly for his ear and snout, hopping to rip one of them off, Hoping for more blood, The shower of life, to end from her victum.

*Dog*

The dog came away from his attack with a clump of bloody fur, leaving Murder with a small wound. He yelped as one of his ears was torn at the end, but because they were cropped, they were harder to get at. Barking savagely again, the well-muscled dog lunged at Murder, trying to catch her off balance and seize her throat in his deadly jaws...

Blood began to stream steadily from his torn muzzle and ear, but he wasn't yet detered from the fight or weakened enough to show it yet.

Murder

Demoness Lunged at the brutes throat with full force. She didn't care to dodge She just bit savagely at thim. If his maw got in the way, she would happily bite it off, Though her goal with to tear at his nape. To seize the life from this worthless creature

*Dog*

He bit down and thrashed his head, trying to cause as much damage as he could. But the hold she got on his own neck forced his aim to be off a bit, leaving his teeth to the side of her vital organs of the neck. Still, he clenched tightly and refused to let go. Blood began to trickle from between Murder's jaws as her fangs broke through skin, muscle, and veins. It would still take a bit more to kill this dog though because his neck was so thick.

Murder

She roared at the pain of his bite and threw herself up, trying to tear his skin along the way, she wouldn't let go of his neck until the beast was down. her growls became vicious and her snarles louder. " Give it up. the after life awaits you, you are worth nothing to these humans, and they cheer for me, can you not hear my name? They chant it as one, wishing for your demise. Give them their wish!" She tore as deep as she could into his vital organs.

*Humans & Dog*

The dog struggled less and less as Murder's attack grew stronger and stronger. She had succeeding in penatrating his vital neck organs. His blood flowed freely now, taking his precious energy and life with it. Soon, he was dead.

A cheer went up around the pit. The 'owner' of Murder stepped in and went to slip a spiked collar around her neck so he could take her home.

Murder

The doberman snapped at her owner though quickly drew back. She hadn't seen him comming and thought he was another dog attempting to attack her.

Crimson liquid dripped from her jaw as she turned to the dog she had just murdered. An evil grin floating across her features as she stared at it. She turned to her owner once again, hoping not to get hit for the rash attack she had made toward him. Though nothing was made on him, she new she would get some sort of punishment. She wagged her tail lightly as if to say sorry, and to show her pride in her victory. She sat and looked at him, awaiting her dicipline and for the collar to form around her nape. She wanted the smell of blood cleansed from her nose and to be clean and ready for the next battle in the next weak.