{Bloody} Paws

[Kismet//Accalia]

((Eh, no one ever reads my threads so I'm just going to make this go fast.))

Gaara padded through the meadow. He was carrying the scent of the disease that had gone through the packs. He was not running away from his pack because of the disease; he was getting ready to fight.

Grug followed his cousin into the meadow. The fur on his shoulders were on end. His teeth were bare as he prepared himself for a fight.

Gaara stopped walking and faced Grug. "I'm ready when you are. This will be a fair fight. Winner lives... loser dies." He narrowed his eyes and glared at Grug.

Grug looked amusingly at Gaara. "Your sick. I'm definitely going to win this."

Zuni ran out of the nearby forest. "Don't fight! Why can't you guys just be friends?"

Gaara flicked his ears. "This has nothing to do with friendship." He charged for Zuni and raked his claws down his cousin's shoulder.

Zuni jumped back surprised. The power in Gaara's attack left deep scars in his shoulder. He started to lick at them.

"Don't worry," replied Gaara. "You won't have to deal with the pain for long." He charged for Zuni again and attacked his unprotected neck; ripping at it.

Zuni shook his head, but it didn't help. He fell to the ground and felt his life slowly flowing away.

Gaara let go and walked away, licking at the blood around his muzzle. "He'll die eventually. Maybe he'll be lucky enough to see you die, too." He laughed.

Grug flinched. "Enough talk. Let's just get this over with."

Gaara nodded. "Okay then, attack!"

Grug ran straight for Gaara. His jaw was wide open. He wanted this battle to go fast.

Gaara was ready for him. He butted Grug with his head making him fall backwards. "Weak."

Grug shook himself and snarled. He stood up and ran for Gaara again. This time he was able to rake his claws down his cousin's shoulder before Gaara jumped back.

Gaara shivered as he looked at the shoulder. I can't lose anymore blood. I already lost enough from all that coughing. He growled back.

Grug took a step back and waited.

Gaara charge and scratched open Grug's nose.

Grug howled and leaped back. What is making him so powerful? He should be dying right now because of that disease.

"My claws are covered and dirt," said Gaara, digging his claws into the ground. "The dirt can be harmful, but that's only one reason why I'm so strong. You should know the other reason."

Grug snarled with anger and hatred. "You got to be kidding me. Okay, we charge each other one more time and this time we both make it count."

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Gaara held the neck of Grug in his jaws. His paws and muzzle was bloody as he set down the unmoving body next to Zuni. "Weaklings. All of you are. None of you deserve to live." He started walking a few paces before he had a sudden cough attack. Before he knew it, his eyes had rolled in the back of his head and he fell down, dead.

Two black wolves appeared in the distance. The walked over to the dead bodies and prepared to take them to their packs. One had paused and pricked its ears. "I think someone is coming..."

[Sheera]

The wisp form of a large femora glided into the meadow her fur bristling. She had smelled the blood, heard the growling, and scented the death. She looked at all five wolves, sorting out what happened. She shook her head vigorously as she began to understand.
"Kin conflict." she said in a smooth voice. Something I will soon have to face.
"The packs are having a meeting, I presume, one of you need to warn the packs of these wolves of the fight, and the death. I could help, with the carrying."

[Kismet//Accalia]

The two wolves looked curiously at each other. The oldest one of the two decided to speak first.

"Who are you?" The other wolf became tense.

[Destiny]

The wolf was around middle neophyte age, but he was a rogue. Ripped from the caring hold of his mother only hours after birth and raised by a vicious rogue Mephisto. The brute's reddish ebony pelt rippled over his very well developed muscular build for his age. Pools were a fierce hateful amber. Glimmering with lust, yet he was perfactly sane. The brute was barely ill, 'cept for a cough every so often. So far he'd managed to rape two faes. One, a very pregnant pack wolf, was lingering nearby. The other, along with all but one of the useless pups she had beared, was dead. Slain. Now he circled the clearing. His father had been there moments before. Grug, or so Destiny had called him. The brute remembered the scent Destiny had scent to him. Opening his maw to reveal blood stained fangs he picked it up immediately. Long, blood stained claws scraped into the dirt and he stalked into the clearing. He was medium sized and still growing.

[Kismet//Accalia]

Both of the wolves sighed. They both shared the same thoughts. We're never going to get anywhere at this rate. If someone else comes...

"Is there anyone else who's coming?" growled the older wolf. She had noticed the stained teeth and claws of the other wolf who had just came. He looks dangerous... "Hey, Kankuro..." she whispered.

Kankuro nodded.

[Destiny]

The rugged looking brute stalked forward. Eyeing the wolves and the bodies on the ground. Lips pulled back in a threatening snarl , fangs bared. He scented the air. Neither of these living wolves were the one he searched for. Claws raked across the earth as he slammed them into it. Ebony and flaming tail held high in dangerous authority. This wolf was dangerous, deadly. Yet, he had not come here to kill. He'd come here to see what the outcome would be. Despite Destiny's beginning words. Amber pools flashed from one wolf to the next. He stalked directly past the living.

[Kismet//Accalia]

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?" growled Kankuro. He looked at his sister. "Hey, Temari. What do you think he's doing?"

Temari shrugged. "Eh, grieving? I don't know. Why are you asking me these stupid questions?"

Kankuro shrugged and waited to see what the brute would do.

[Destiny]

Swiftly the brute turned his crown. Snarling viciously. "I don't see your family lying dead on the ground! Get out of my face!" His snarl was livid. He really didn't care for the dead wolves, but he wouldn't let these two know that. Snarling her turned his head back towards the wolves on the ground. He roughly shoved his muzzle into the fur of all three. Then his head was turned back towards one. "So, your my father..." He snarled the words in his dark way. Tail lashing.

[Kismet//Accalia]

Kankuro opened his mouth to speak, but he stopped short. There are things not meant to be said...

Temari pricked her ears, almost smirking. Actually I do see my family lying in front of me. Especially... Gaara... She closed her eyes, showing no expression.

[Destiny]

Snarling viciously Loni sliced his claw across Grug's side. "You useless welp. It's a wonder Destiny was ever mated to you. I was watching from the bracken. You lost to him!" He ripped his black gaze from Grug to Gaara, then back to Grug. "Mephisto has been a better father to me then you ever could you weakling! You didn't even try!" He was livid. Destiny had called his father strong and brave. This was what she called strong and brave? He was disgusted, angered.

[Kismet//Accalia]

Temari snarled. "What do you think you're doing? You should show respect at least!"

Kankuro sniffed Grug's body, curiously. "He seemed like a really nice wolf. Maybe he had too big of a heart to actually kill. Besides, Gaara was always strong. You would've thought differently if you fought him." He walked over and sniffed Gaara's body. Good-bye brother.

[Destiny]

Loni rose his crown and let out a vicious snarling howl in the direction from which he had come. It was a command. Strict and expected to be obeyed. With that he snarled at Grug's body. "Your no father of mine." With that he walked over the body and sniffed a different wolf. Gaara. Pools of hate glimmered as he took in this brute. "I'm aware of his strength. I watched him slaughter the both of them." He snarled blackly.

From the depths of the forest a very round and very pregnant femme appeared. She was padding quickly towards the brute. Her pools were a gorgeous and enchanting soft yet icy blue. Pelt a gorgeous and glimmering startling silver. Tail held low and crown held low in respect.

[Kismet//Accalia]

Temari flicked her ear in annoyance. The next wolf that comes by I'm going to chase away. Sheesh! Who would've known it'd be so hard to do such a simple tasks.

Kankuro pricked his ears at the fae. "Oh my gosh! How many of you are freaking coming?" He stalked away and sat next to his sister. "I say we take the bodies and go now."

[Destiny]

Snarled at the fae. "How much longer." He snapped viciously. Amber pools probbed her form. Then her turned his glare back on the dead wolves. "None of you are worthy kin." He snarled lowly.

She dipped her crown, trembling. As she passed Temari she whispered in her aud. "I need to get to the Moonless Meeting. The pups will come tonight and they must survive!Please help me get away, but don't anger him!" With that she continued towards the brute. Head so low her nose almost brushed the ground. "They will arrive tonight master." Her voice was calm and emotionless. He hated fear.

[Kismet//Accalia]

Temari sighed. "What are we suppose to do now?"

Kankuro shrugged. "I don't like pups. So I'm definitely out." He smiled and nodded.

"Thanks for volunteering, bro! You can carry the bodies back to their packs!" Temari smiled evily and wagged her tail. I'm so smart. Never even thought about that 'till now.