Redtail Rise shall we play a game with your heart?

His crazy grin greew wider at the sight of the chocolate pack wolf racing towards him and by the looks of it, ready to fight. Oh, finally, he would be able to feel the adrenaline rush through his veins, the thrill of having your life on the line with every stroke. Oh, whichever sweet deity that ruled above had finally granted Heron what he wanted, and with luck, he might even be able to kill and see the delicious light of life leave the wolf's eyes.

A laugh escaped Heron's lips as he felt fangs dig through his fur into skin, blood seeped out of the wound and stained his golden fur. The claws raked at his forepaws but pain matter naught to the savage, he had endured much worse as a child. "The sweet gods have granted me battle," the agouti laughed and shook his fur, fixing crazed amber eyes on the chocolate wolf and charged.

Heron aimed to sink his fangs into the man's chest and tear away some of that rich chocolate fur...