Sawtooth Spire sharks in the swimming pool

Wicked yipped and and dropped his haunches when the Alpha tugged on his tail, then quickly zipped past him. "Cheater!" he spat emphatically at Iqniq's back, punctuating his words with a growl, though the light tone of his voice and the impish glimmer in his eyes illustrated that it was all in good fun. Besides, if Iqniq was going to play dirty, that meant he could too!

He dashed after the rusty Alpha, smashing quite unceremoniously into his flank when Iqniq located the burrow and began to dig. Outta my way! he thought even as he tried to force himself in between the other wolf and the small dugout. He wanted to win, dammit, plus getting to show off his skills and provide for the Alpha's family were just added bonuses.

He was a bit too caught up in the competitive spirit and trying to nip at Iqniq's face and toes, giving the stoat a chance to not only exit the burrow but launch an attack on his face. For something so small, it was fierce! Wicked barked in surprise, then quickly caught himself and snapped his jaws at the small but mighty weasel. He ignored the claws scratching at his eyes and teeth piercing his nose as he clamped his jaws right over her head and crushed it.

He'd gotten the mother, yet that left the entire brood—and a much higher body count—to his competitor.