Ageni*Kyle

Ageni had heard enough. She was tired of fighting for those she loved and she was no good at the mental fights so maybe she'd do better here. She is a small yearling wolf, but she had modavation and spirit. Maybe it'll be all she needs here. She walks by the pit, not caring if she gets in or not. It doesn't matter to her so much of what happens, for now anyways. She got out once before and she can do it again when she's ready. Maybe this is something to focus her anger on for now.

Kyle opened the door out to get some food after being in there for so long. He had lost the last of his dogs in the pit and noticed a yound female wolf. If she wans't much of fighter she make a great breeder. She was beautiful with her slender body and her cream coat. He statched her quickly and tossed her into the pit.

He through her in the pit, "Any takers?" he called out wanting to see how she would do. To see if she was worthless or something that if he put some training into would turn out to be a big money maker.

Perdition

PErdition was in the pit next to Ageni, and it could be seen a body of a now dead man. A pit bull was in here as well but she wasnt worth his time. Suddenly the males sights landed upon the fatale and he lunged at the gates entry hoping that Kyle would see him. "Get me out of here!" he snarled. He paced back and forth back and forth his large muscles bulging beneath his thick pelt. He was a massive dog of many unknown orgins but pitbull and rottweiler were evident for he was large but stocky, his ruff thick. Many other breeds, including wolf ran in his blood but what exactly all of them were was unknown.

Murder

A husky old man enteret near the pit and held up his hand. " I'll take her on." He said then yanked his pinscher to his side. Murder looked upon the wolf pup with dark and deadly eyes. However she did not growl, not yet. The man pulled out the collar of his brown leather jacket, then asked the boy. " Is this a match to the death or just the first one to submit?" Murder could be given two signals, A snap to start the match, and if a nother snap was heard, she knew she had won and would leave the victum alone. If there was no other snap, it meant death for her opponent.

The man opened the door the the pit and the bulky doberman stalked forth. Thin narrow head and neck were down for defence. She would not attack until her owner gave the signal. Unlike the pup, she had experience in the pits. She was ready to take on anything.

Perdition

A demonic snarl raged through the male and he roared with anger. Why did she get all the fights? She was his, all his. He slammed into the gate and stalked up and down the enclosure. Bring it on bitch, he thought to himself. Lets go. Lets play. I want hurt you. Oh who am I kidding? Ill slaughter you. Spill your guts all around me and then laugh and dance in your blood. So yes bitch lets play.

Murder

The doberman looked to Perdition and growled, She thought she was going up against the pup. The man as well looked to the other dog Perdition. Then mumbled softly, "Whose dog is that? I though I was going to be facing the little pup." He chuckled.

Murder's golden orbs glared Perdition in the eye and she growled softly. " Easy Murder, We don't know who you're up against yet gal." Murder's ceased but she continued her glare at Perdition then turned to him. She was ready to fight anyone. " Here pup pup puppy." She growled to the mongrel then stepped toward his gate as if to taunt him. "I see you want to chomp your teeth on some tender flesh, I promise you babe, I'm no tender meal." She began to show her teeth and threw her head to the side, "If you want a meal that bites back I'm all for the servings, but you'll be the one to clean up after dinner." She smiled and held her ears back then flaunted her muscled side the him as she slowly walked away, heading for the other side of the pin. Then turning around ready to face who ever she was going to face.

Again the man called out. "Who is she facing, and is it a death match or just until submision." He was becoming impatient and wated for his answer.

Perdition

The male snarled at the fae and slammed even harder against the gate. "I'm ready bitch, bring it on." The mutt was massive in size and he could beat her with brute force. But the male was also one for torture. He loved to torture his victims until they bowed before him, in a puddle at his feet. He paced up and down his enclosure once more the body of the dead man in his cage beginning to let of one of the foulest smells ever. He was Jasons dog but Jason had yet to see him. The man in the cage was the only one to ever lay eyes on him. At least in this land. But now the man was dead and the puppy out back was as well. He let out a roaring howl and slammed against his fence once more the hair on his back raised a snarl could be heard from his throat. He wasnt here to play games.

Murder

The fea flaunted herself infront of him more. She was on the edge of entering her heat cycle. Only a soft smell could be scented, and that was only if one concentrated. However, she would ignore the cycle for now, after this fight, if there was an 'after', she'd be put on a break from fighting.

Thin lean body turned again to show him a potential weak point. Her belly, lined with well developed abs. She looked like she was pumped on steriods. She was just worked everyday. Abusively or not.