Duck Lake Kill two ducks with one paw.

"Please, help."

And off he was, long limbs carrying him the meters that needed to be vanquished. He needed her help in taking down these two, as though he always hated them, he knew taking them on alone would only result in his own death, and though his sister's was in vain, his he refused to let be. Soon, he and the gorgeous female arrived outside the now roguely inhabited den, and he heard the voices inside, barks of laughter and the scent of blood lingered, tinging his nares with the fumes that only sparked more of his wrath.

With Sekhmet by his side, the ebony Prince of Sekket snarled his presence to the exterior of the den, and only a cackle of barks was what retorted to his threat. A second before he could charge in, something squelched moistly, and was tossed at the base of his paws. Looking down, horror was embalmed on his face as he recognized what it was.
It was the pup, one, and bleeding freshly from a smashed skull.

Before he could control himself, the roar overtook his wind, and he sailed into the den. Rips and shreds started near on time with his entrance, and the Prince dragged out one of the wolves by the side of his head, dark jaws locked on short scruff and at an angle where he was untouchable from the snapping maw of the enemy.

Shaking his neck violently, Anubis pulled the lupine, dragging and yanking as the back of his body was evidently hauling work purposefully, hocks tense with muscles that were put to proper use.