Redtail Rise shall we play a game with your heart?

The loner did not make to defend himself or dodge in any manner, instead simply stood there and laughed as Arion sank his fangs into the fur and into flesh, tasting the blood of his opponent seeping into his jaws. "Begone from my sight and away from the pack!" The stallion snarled, about to leap at the other wolf again but he did not need to for the agouti male said another crazy sentence about how the sweet gods have granted him battle and ran towards him.

Cursing in his native tongue as the loner charged at him, Arion managed to sidestep at the last moment and prevent the ripping of his fur from happening. "Is that all you've got?" the stallion smiled, muzzle stained with his enemy's blood. "You better wish for a merciful death if you can't fight better than that, better than a....fucking vole."

The chocolate coated nobleman streaked forward, rearing up on hind legs like stallions do and aiming to tear a piece of the loner's left ear away from him as well as attempting to push him off balance with his front paws.