Ankyra Sound Dancing on the Edge

The grey male from Ankyra seemed to have been protecting the silver female. Unfortunately, she was far too moronic to understand that - unless she moved to escape - both Eos and the green-eyed wolf would be able to force her out. It wasn't a matter of strength. It was a matter of statistics. Caiaphas instructed her death, and so it would follow. The naiad watched as her dark packmate lunged forward. He would be the brute strength, where Eos would have to use some tact to assist him. Still, the silver fool managed to avoid his attack by leaping backwards. Eos watched with calculating eyes before making her own move.

With nimble paws, the dusty wolf darted forward. She tucked her head to one side, aiming to ram the weight of her body against the silver stranger with her shoulder. If Rain were to leap back again, Eos would have enough momentum to pivot on her front feet and kick the intruder with a surprising amount of force with her rear feet. The dark male would certainly have enough time to make his next move. Their foolish target could not dodge everything they threw against her. She was no God.