Greatwater Lake lost and found and barely hanging on
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Though the clouds had yet to part, the rain had ceased for the time being. Who knows how long the break would last; it’d probably pick up again tomorrow. Orochi would seize the precious time gifted to him.

The yearling was practically digging through the dirt with his nose. He still struggled to pick up any scents, despite the rain stopping.
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It seems the rain has come to a has sit at stop. He’s sure it won’t stop for long, it never does as of late. All he does know is that he’s getting insanely tired of the pouring rain and the flooding. It’s getting really old, really quick. Today though he finds himself trekking down to the lake just west of his Canyon. He’s eager to see who’s there this time. Always seems to be someone interesting there. For a moment his mind even dares to drift towards the thought of Simmik. Her sugary white coat so pleasing to the eyes.

He shakes his head of the thoughts, he should probably be alert right now. Especially as he approaches and sees another form. Instantly, as if he literally cannot help himself, a devious smirk crosses his maw. “Now, who do we have here?” He hums loud enough for the other to hear him.
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He’s joined by another, though it’s not a face he wants to see. Far from it. That grin is off-putting and the question annoys him. Why the hell should he care? It’s none of his business. 

Orochi stepped forward, tail arched over his back. I’m busy. Fuck off. The corners of his mouth twitched.
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Donovan laughs at the bristly reply. This wolf looks young, acts like it too. What a little shit head. He automatically thinks as he takes a few more steps forward. Casually coming closer to the other even though they’re still a solid few meters apart. 

This should be fun.

“Okay, I see how it is.” He comments casually, smile still on his maw. “What pack you from, firecracker?” He asks now with a teasing lilt in his voice.
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Was it that hard to fuck off when someone tells you to? The majority of strangers he meets were just like this guy; annoying, stubborn, itching for conflict. If that’s what he craved Orochi would comply. It wasn’t out of a love to fight this time, he just wanted to get rid of him by any means necessary. 

The question was left unanswered. The yearling dove to the man’s side and pushed himself forward. Tackling from the front was a risk, so he’d try to head butt his ribs.
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Donovan asks a simple question and this little fucker goes and headbuts him. Straight up, full on headbuts him. The coffee colored male tucks his chin and his head comes into contact with his ribs. Jostling then painfully, Donovan winces and snarled in pain. No way is he going to let this petty little wolf do him like that and get away jail free. 

Donovan is on him in a second, turning on him after stumbling a few feet from the others attack, his teeth are bared savagely. He’s show him what pain is. He’s snatching the stranger up by his scruff and wastes no time in giving him a solid shake. Dealing the maximum amount of damage means that shit would hurt. Likely he’d be torn up by his teeth. He spares no mercy as he crunches down of the other, pearly whites staining with red. He’d stay here until he could get him off with his next attack.
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The collision didn’t have the knock back Orochi was hoping for. The man recovered from the blow and seized him by the scruff. His attacker was merciless. He was yanked around back and forth and back again. Skin was definitely tearing, blood was certainly flowing, but Orochi couldn’t give into the pain.

When he was bought closer to the man’s leg, he latched on with an iron grip.
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We’re both getting awesome rolls!! Yay!! Such an intense fight! 
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Donovan is merciless as she chomps down into the lose skin and muscle of the scruff of Orochi’s neck. He’s really hanging a grand ol’ time shaking him back and forth, tasting the blood linger in his blackened tongue. That is until he feels his leg snatched up into the confines of those horrid teeth. He swears they crunch so far into his skin that they reached bone. Even through all the muscle of his thick forearms hold, they are no match for another’s teeth and strong jaws.

He legs go of his neck to flick raging eyes towards the offended area and notices the man is missing his back fucking leg. What an amazing advantage Donovan realizes he’s has. The other should be easy to put on his back. Or so he hopes.

He doesn’t have much time to think though, he allows his paw to be lifted off the ground and into the others mouth. Savagely lacerating his skin, Donovan growls, maw wrinkled in rage and pain. He knows what to do now. Struggling to reach far enough back, his maw is wide open only to close it down on his remaining hind leg. The front side of it, just a couple inches above the knee. His teeth sink into the meat of his thigh and he lifts his high high in an attempt to knock him off balance. He even gives another shake for good measure.
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LMAO fr fr

Orochi’s shocked by his own strength. His teeth puncture into his leg, and if he’d had a better grip they could’ve reached a bone. The yearling would laugh if he could. That’s what happened when you didn’t listen.

His opponent finally releases him. The wind that rushed past his new wound hurt like hell. He’d tend to it later on.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t keep his grip on the leg for much longer. It was ripped from his mouth as the man dove under, grabbed him, and yanked it to the side. Orochi was flipped onto his back.

There wasn’t much he could do in this position. He twisted his body and tried to grab onto the side of his opponent’s face.
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The tug on his leg puts Donovan in the top. He has a massive advantage with his opponent being on the ground. Though when he attempts to set his injured leg on the ground it smarts so much he almost whimpers at the pain. It doesn’t stop him from dropping his healthy paw into his stomach, crouching down to snatch up the others throat once more. Teeth gleam in the light as they latch onto his head and face. The damage is bad enough to leave puncture wounds on his face.

It doesn’t last long. For when he steps on him and snaps teeth onto his throat he shakes him once more. Fur protecting him enough, until Donovan applies more pressure. Being sure not to completely step over him. He knows what everyone goes for when he’s standing over them. The genitals and stomach are easy targets in that position anyhow.
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He managed to hit his target, but that’s not nearly enough to get him to back off. 

Teeth latch onto his neck, and they sink through the precious skin. His breath slipped away for a moment, and Orochi began to panic. He wildly kicked at the man. It wasn’t about dealing damage anymore, it was about slipping away.
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He feels the others breath slow and for a moment he thinks he’s going to pass out, or die. Honestly Donovan would be okay with either. Someone has to teach hot headed kids like him a lesson. It was his own fault. Perhaps if he didn’t want to becomes Donovan’s latest chew toy he wouldn’t intentionally pick fights. Especially since he has such a disadvantage as missing a leg.

Then all of a sudden, he’s scrambling and kicking wildly. Probably finally realizing that Donovan could kill him. He’ll have pity on him — spare him. He taught him his lesson. So as his paws scrape and scratch at him he loosens his grip and drops him. Backing away quickly before the little bastard could try and make any more bad decisions. He puts a solid two meters between them and stares down disapprovingly at the coffee colored male.

“I’d fucking hobble away if I were you now. Maybe use your brain next time, hot head.” He growls to him. If he so much as turns in Donovan’s direction, he won’t hesitate to snatch him up once more.
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Orochi gasped for air as soon as he was dropped. That was a horrible experience. He could’ve died. It was embarrassing. He’d probably fuss over this in a couple hours. For now he’d take the man’s advice and run off in the other direction.
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Donovan is glad he’s not met with some biting remark. He would’ve chased after him. Rather the boy is running off in the opposite direction. He watches him run off and when he finally turns to walk himself back to the canyon he winces at the wound on his leg. Looks like he’ll be limping home.