Otter Creek Conflict at Night

Rayder felt adrenaline start to flow through his veins as he successfully sunk his teeth into the other's shoulder, and though the white wolf tried to throw him off it seemed he was too injured to do so soon, making Rayder feel superior. However, holding on with his fangs left his neck open, and it seemed the male noticed this as he bit into there.

Snarling, the tan wolf let go of the white one's shoulder, only to move his head and try to bite at the other's face to attempt to get him to back off. Pain surged through him from the bite, as he used his body weight to resist the attempt to force him into the ground. However, he was not in that much of a panic as the Theta didn't have any intent to mortally wound in his movements -- it was the same for Rayder too.

This wasn't a fight to the death, that much was certain. It was a way to resolve both of their bitter moods, and it was working. Already he felt better, now that the two were in the heat of battle with each other. He no longer felt the urge to murder, deciding it was not worth it against the law of the pack. This was enough for now, it made it so Rayder was no longer an insatiable beast plotting vengeance.

They now held a simple established rivalry. And the thought made Rayder grin as he fought.