Thunder Dome full circle

the noise upon the horizon was forgotten, as was the darkness -- all that filled the bright yellow of the feline's eyes was the vengeful face of the pale wolf, the first one he had brutalized, the first one to spark within him a deep and abiding lust for cruelty and for torture. it was fitting that they should meet now -- shardul bared his fangs and would have mocked the creature, had not he been attacked by the very jackal who should have feared him.

the blow was glancing but tore his cheek; shardul tasted blood at the corner of his mouth. "thou shalt regret this," the cat murmured softly, and then the time for words had passed and he sprang at the pale demon, claws extended.