Redtail Rise shall we play a game with your heart?

Teeth and claws flashed in the sunlight as the two battling wolves fought, but in the end, Arion won the fight and the brawny male fell underneath his weight. He pinned the male down with strong forepaws and relished the victory for a brief moment before the Greek bared his fangs at the loner and snarled "I gave you a chance, a chance to leave peacefully and avoid bloodshed, instead you ran straight into my pack's territory and challenge me. Pathetic," the stallion spat.

"You did not take your chance, petty loner, and so I will take your life," Arion growled. "This is the sentence the gods wish me to deliver to you, and I shall do so willingly." Blood matted his chocolate fur, in fact, he did not doubt that he was covered in red blood all over. The various cuts and scratches the loner gave him bled, but the stoic man ignored it.

Leaning downwards, he attempted to sink his fangs into the wolf's throat and tear it out like he promised.