He'd kidnapped two women and brought them to shadow mountain. One for Kelina and one...he wasn't too sure. He wanted to claim Zula as his. His prize,his slave,his recruit, his something. The nagging guilt and sadness she'd brought into him needed to be relieved and cleansed from his system whether by the blood of others or by the bleeding of his own wounds.
The first wolf he came across was a shadowy woman with green eyes. Snow had just begun to fall slowly from the sky and she stood close to their markings. It didn't matter to him that they weren't official yet, he deemed what he was about to do good practice for chasing off an intruder. Without warning he burst from the shadows with snapping jaws, aiming a bite at whatever he could grab.
He succeeded and his fangs sunk into the flesh of her shoulder. He growled deeply at the taste of blood, finding the blood of his own kind to be much more invigorating than that of prey. As he leapt back she swiftly grabbed his forelimb and he winced instinctively remembering all the wounds it had taken. As she pulled his balance shifted but he gave a few awkward sideways hops and managed keep his balance.
Now angled better he lunged for the back of her neck and grabbed hold of her, fangs sinking into the flesh. He shook her back and forth while tugging on his leg and dislodging it from her jaws, snarling savagely. This was a good fight, he hadn't seemed to be on the winning side of things as of late.
Nikan wins! If you want we can thread out a few after fight posts? Idk how likely that is xD
His grip succeeded in tearing her loose and more blood coated his muzzle and fell onto his tongue, satisfying his anger and need for emotional release. He let her go and once again she grabbed his scarred limb, fangs shredding open old wounds and bringing with it immense pain. He roared with agony and froze for a moment as she pulled back, exposing her throat in the rearing movement.
With a furious snarl he lunged forward again, twisting his head to the side and ducking low, jaws parted. He lunged for her throat and clamped around it,squeezing at the windpipe and cutting off her air supply. He gave a single long, low growl of warning. Submit now or die, the meaning of it was clear enough. To make it clear he wasn't bluffing he squeezed tighter, fangs beginning to breach the skin along her throat.
I'm confused as to where I pp'd I rolled for the move and since it was the 3/3 roll that means he won. Or at least that's how I've always had dice threads go?
Nikan let her stumble backwards finding he was satisfied enough just by the successful fight. He'd only killed once and if he was honest he didn't truly like it. He preferred to watch his opponent drip blood and suffer through the pain. His tail rose up above his back and his ears shot forward as he claimed dominance of the situation by posture, or at least tried to. She had a chance to leap back in and attack but this time he wouldn't hold back from a kill.
Her snarl earned one in return and he began to stalk back and forth in front of her, weaving to and fro like a feline. He kept his eyes upon her and finally spoke
"Quite the fighter. I'll let you walk off now. Turn and go with dignity, I can't promise to spare your life again if you attack once more." he spoke confidently as if he could have crushed her throat in his jaws and had allowed her to slip free instead of her escaping like he knew she had. He was always the arrogant asshole.