|
|
Post by Zeek on Dec 14, 2008 15:01:18 GMT -5
Shadowfang almost laughed at the dog's poor use of the old language. As it was, he managed to limit it to a sardonic smile. He would teach this imbecile that he was more then just 'wild filth'.
"Well that's not very nice... Just because I enjoying being free instead of enslaved doesn't make me filth...hmph..."
Vash winked at the other before leaping at him when the dog's circle brought him in range.
He would taste this mongrel's flesh...he would have his parched throat relieved with this beasts life blood... And when it was all over...Shadowfang would remain victorious...but, he considered what he would have to do with the others...they might spread the world about him. And that he couldn't allow....
|
|
|
|
Post by Chronicler on Dec 15, 2008 17:00:29 GMT -5
.::The husky took the fight with great stride. He allowed you to come to him. As you both tumble over you both roll into a grave that had been well dug out and left open. But of you land with a thud. The soil down there was semi soft, yet good to dig ones paws in to hold steady with. The husky had been tumbled from your grasp and got up. It growled fiercely at you and started to charge now at you.::.[/b]
|
|
|
|
Post by Zeek on Dec 15, 2008 18:11:29 GMT -5
Shadowfang quickly got to his feet as he was disengaged from the other. He shook his fur clear of the dirt and dug his claws into the ground, getting a firm hold to brace himself for the husky's attack.
As the husky charged at him, he let it collide with him, jarring him slightly and almost causing him to lose his footing, but he managed to keep his stance.
Shadowfang snapped at the husky's neck since that was the closest thing Vash could get a hold of.
|
|
|
|
Post by Chronicler on Dec 15, 2008 20:50:10 GMT -5
.:: Your muzzle connects with the husky's neck, but not in a vital enough spot yet. It yelps as the others begin to look over the edge of the grave to watch the fight. You can hear them trying to cheer the companion on. The husky tried to rench itself free, which it did. But in the process it lost some fur. Now the husky tries to claw your face and then go for your foward shoulder area.::.
|
|
|
|
Post by Zeek on Dec 15, 2008 21:06:02 GMT -5
Shadowfang wasn't completely invulnerable..In the brief second after the husky freed itself, he was slightly disoriented, which allowed the other to take a swipe at his face.
Vash managed to evade most of the blow, but was unable to dodge the bite to his shoulder. He snarled in pain and quickly retaliated as the other dog held on.
Shadowfang attempted to end this easy. From his current position, he was able to aim a bite to the back of the dog's neck, which he executed maliciously.
|
|
|
|
Post by Chronicler on Dec 15, 2008 21:13:31 GMT -5
.:: Your able to bite down, but because there is so much fur its hard to get a good grip, but somehow you hold steady onto the husky's neck. This begins to make the others a bit nervous about the situation. The husky tries to ram you into one of the graves walls, but without much luck of loosing you. Yet the walls seem to be crumbling in a bit and to make matters worse its starting to rain/snow.::.[/b]
|
|
|
|
Post by Zeek on Dec 15, 2008 21:25:01 GMT -5
Shadowfang was becoming weaker ad weaker, even though he didn't show it on the outside. The jar that they wall ramming gave him almost made him lose his grip, but he managed to keep a hold of the others neck. He could feel the blood dripping down his pelt from his shoulder, not to mention wherever that other injury was.
He had forgotten about in the scruffle...and who inflicted it... This was a battle for survival...and he couldn't lament on things he couldn't change.
His ears perked up as he heard the walls of the grave shifting. He knew that he needed to finish this up quick, the snow that was slowly covering his back only emphasizing the point.
He used his grip on the husky's neck and the fact that the Husky was a little off-balanced from ramming Vash into the wall to his advantage. He used it as leverage to try and get his fore-paws on the other's back, despite the fact that his left fore-paw wouldn't respond quite as he wanted it too. He wanted to use both the bite-hold and his paws to knock the dog to the ground and hopefully then finish him off.
|
|
|
|
Post by Chronicler on Dec 15, 2008 21:39:05 GMT -5
.::Your weigh and wolven heritage let the you slam the husky into the ground. The grave is becoming damp fast. And the snow is really starting to come down. The husky has the feeling that he knows that he is defeated. A wide eyed scared look reaches his face. "I will see you in hell filth!" it howled. If your going to make the final stoke you better do so now, before the husky sees weakness.::.[/b]
|
|
|
|
Post by Zeek on Dec 15, 2008 21:47:35 GMT -5
Time to end this...
In answer to the other wolves howl, Shadowfang adjusted his grip slightly on the back of the Husky's neck and bit down, using his bone crushing grip to crack and sever the dog's spinal cord.
Now let's see a little resistance...a little fire...come on you annoying little puppies...show me what you've got...
Vash climbed out of the grave slowly, his pelt wet and his wounds slowing him even further. His strength was waning, but he had enough t challenge any living creature that dared oppose him outside of the grave.
However, he knew just what the toll of the battle was, and he was fatigued. He needed to rest and collect himself. The wounds weren't just scratches, especially not the shoulder wound. That one in particular caused him to have to walk with a sort of limp.
He glared at the other dogs outside of the grave, baring his teeth and them and snarling.
Even if he was nearly dead he would have still kept his defiance up. As it was, he had enough let in him for a couple of minutes...but he doubted if he could stand against all of the remaining wolves together. Even Shadowfang was realistic...
|
|
|
|
Post by Chronicler on Dec 15, 2008 21:57:23 GMT -5
.::The others backed up slowly. All were wimpering and whining. They knew better. They knew that there leader had been lost. And with there leader gone they had nothing. They too would have to regroup. And so with your snarl at them it made them run back the way they came. The husky that was left was now leaving blood everywhere in the grave. There were only a few more faint whimpers from the burly leader. And then the husky was gone. gone forever from the world. And you now left alone in the cold wet snow that is still falling to the ground. The weather is beginning to drop down for the day. And the light is beginning to fade into darkness. Nightfall is going to be approaching soon. Your time here in the graveyard is now over. You may now venture forth into whichever way to go. Though its best advised to return to the lands you came from and away from the two legged world. For gravewatchers will kill you on sight.::.[/b]
|
|
|
|
Post by Zeek on Dec 15, 2008 22:13:38 GMT -5
As much as Shadowfang enjoyed the cold embrace of the night around him, he knew it was time to go. He didn't have much strength left with which to work with, but the night would give him the strength to continue, as it always had.
He padded off out of the graveyard, careful to keep to the shadows. He had spent long enough in the human world. It was defiling to even breathe the air in the human world. He had set foot in one and had left with injuries...blimishes on his perfect body.
The human world was corrupt, and Shadowfang would not mind leaving. He walked off into the distance, leaving the human lands far behind.
|
|
