United We Stand {Divided we Fall}

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"Not yet." Rasped the aged wolf. Because of her duties, Despia was aged mentally far more than she was physically. In the sense, this does not mean that she's young; it just means that she's a bit older than the average wolf. In the same sense, to Despia the wolf named Luin was indeed, young. "You must know something first. And then we fight."

[mudfang]

Gore growled and Guts tensed her shoulders. Guts rammed into Ada and pinned her down. Gore lept at Arroyo, claws extended.

(ugh. HI. WOLFIE!)

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Ada let her maw curve into a large snarl. The wind was taken out of her as she was rammed into the ground. Breathing hard, when her air had returned. She clawed at Gut's belly.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

Arroyo fell, muscles working to push Gore off his stomach. All the while, his fangs were bared. "I'm going to send you right back to the pile of fox dung you crawled out of!" the Beta snarled, cuffing Gore on the ear with a claw.

[mudfang]

(Wolfie, you got the stupid one )

Gore growled and lept off, all the while battering his apponent's head with his front claws. Guts also lept off, doing the same thing, only she did it alot neater.

[daina]

"Fine," said Luin. Then she thought, This had better be good.

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"Luin, this is important! Very important!" Scolded the Blood Mist Proxy. She was not usually like this. Why, no one has no idea.

[daina]

"Alright! Alright!" called back Luin. "I'm listening!"

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Ada jumped to her feet, shaking some fresh blood from her pelt. 'Good.' She thought, glad that wolf jumped off her, now she could have the upper hand. Before another heartbeat passed, Ada leaped again going right for Gut's neck.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

(perfect )

Arroyo shook himself after taking a few blows to the head. His ear was bleeding, but it wasn't as bad as getting your jaw ripped apart. The black wolf charged foward and slammed into Gore, fangs coming into contact with the wolf's forehead.

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Despia took a breath, they were in the shadows now. "A few moons ago when I joined Verlust, she was weak. Not so so weak, just not as strong as she is now." She shook her head lightly. The proxy was nervous now. "The point is, Verlust isn't just a wolf goddess, she's ..... almost immortal. She ............." Despia went on for a few more minutes. There's no need to specify here, what went on between Luin and Despia was unknown, but now Despia was ready. Ready to fight.

[Sivoncé™]

(Sivvy's back!)

Sharpie heard Holly's call and immediatly abandoned his opponent. He was at her side in an instant. "Holly? HOLLY!!!" He howled.

Siv glanced swiftly around the clearing. Wolves were dying like flies...they needed to pull out. She was about to deal a quick death blow to her opponent, Babylonia, when Snare rammed into her side, knocking her off Babylonia. Babylonia got up and sped off into the woods like lightening. Snare kept Siv pinned. "Not so strong now, are we, Silver Wolf?" She sneered. Snare's snow-white fangs were squirted with red as they cut away at Siv's throat. The blood-scent was so strong...so overwhleming....

She couldn't feel her limbs at this point, and her vision was blurry. Her initial struggled to get away from Snare ceased. Eventually, the whole world turned black, and Siv felt no more.

A silver wolf, much like herself, stood tall on a smooth, grey stone not far from Siv. Siv called out to the wolf, who seemed rather familiar, "Hello? Can you help me?"

"Hello, Siv. You probably don't remember much of me; you were very young, and we had such limited time together," The fae replied wistfully. She did not turn to face Siv, and it seemed to Siv that she was frozen in that position. "You have come a long way, and you have proven yourself many times over," Siv pondered these words. They were much like the ceremonial words that were spoken when a neophyte changed to a lupus proeliator...

The wolf turned to face Siv. At once, Siv felt sick. The wolf was completely covered in blood, but its silver outline still showed through. Her eyes glinted like frozen saphires in the night. "Accept your fate, Siveria. Don't let it drive you into insanity like it did me."

The wolf was none other than Siveria Nightshade, Silentnight,.....Siv's lost mother.

Siv gasped for air as she awoke from her half-dead state. Snare had abandoned her for another enemy, but Babylonia was looming over her, preparing to take yet another of Siv's lives. As Siv's focus came back, she quickly realized that she could not simply call an end to the battle like usual; this was a kill or be killed situation. So, if she wanted to win and send her pack back to camp for now...she would have to kill someone noticable. And who better to kill than Babylonia, the pregnant Blood Mist beta?

As Babylonia's paw moved downward towards Siv, Siv rolled in the opposite direction. She leaped to her feet, snarling and spitting with uncontrollable hatred. This wolf was the only thing standing between her and victory. This wolf was the only thing making her pack stay here and die. Once this wolf was dead, they could go back to the camp and make further plans. No...this was not the end for the packs....not today.
Only the end for Babylonia.

Babylonia lunged at Siv, and Siv met her in midair. The two came crashing down in the middle of the clearing, thrashing and wrestling wildly. Babylonia pinned Siv twice, but both pins lasted mere seconds. Siv was like a ravenous animal; her eyes were bloodshot and tired, but full of the insane desire to kill. Her blood-stained fangs tasted Babylonia's bitter-sweet blood as she slit the fae's throat. She kept her claws lodged in Babylonia's chest.

Everything around them seemed frozen to Siv. It also seemed deathly quiet...like nothing exsisted except for them at that moment in time.

After a few moments, these feelings died down. The roaring of the battles around her returned stronger than ever, the scent-of blood washed over her, threatening to overwhelm her. Siv finally stood up and back away from Babylonia. Babylonia tried desperately to unbalance Siv by biting at her heals. Siv turned away from Babylonia and walked a few feet from the fae. She turned again, to face Babylonia once more. Throwing her head back, she let out a vicious battle cry. Siv's cry was almost demonic, and at that moment, Babylonia knew she was about to die. She stopped moving, knowing it would only cause her more pain.

Then Siv ran at the fae, her powerful limbs bunching as she leaped once more. She landed right on top of Babylonia, and ripped the fae's entire stomach open with a single slash.
And so came the end of Babylonia.

Siv felt bile rising in her throat as she saw the bodies of Babylonia's unborn children, along with bloody entrials, gushing from the stomach wound she had left. "We...won...." she gasped. Retching horribly, blood and vomit issued from Siv's mouth. She stumbled perilously for a moment, then fell backwards into the bloody disaster she had caused.

Snare, Risika, Sylvana, and Assyria froze in horror at the scene before them. There was no stopping it, not interrupting it....Babylonia was dying before their very eyes. Their packmate...their beta...DEAD! Assyria let out a howl of grief for her fallen mother. "No....NO!!!!"

Mist bowed her head in sorrow at Siv's seising figure. It was clear this battle had caused the Silver Mist leader much pain and loss; seeing her enemy's unborn children and knowing that she had been the cause of death would be enough to sicken anyone.

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(whoaaaa. that's a lot! )

[.Rabid Lycan.]

(woooooah. woah. WOAH. That was... graphic. *congrats on morbidness )

Zeffen tore away from Lakota, running toward his fallen packmate. "Babylonia!" he cried, ears erect. The Beta had fallen, and the future of the BloodMist pack had been destroyed. They had lost the battle.

Arroyo froze, seeing Siveria. Now ignoring his opponent, he raced to his mate's side. "Siveria... Siveria, are you alright?" Arroyo woofed, pressing his body against her's, not caring about the blood that was being smeared onto his pelt. He licked her bloodied ear.

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(It's super! ;D )

Scar ran up to his mate, but he instantly froze. What he had just seen, he couldn't even take it in. Babylonia. Dead. The scene before him, he was speechless. The whole thing played out like no one could stop it. Like he was a prisoner forced to watch it. The death of Babylonia.

Shimmer broke away from Damon. Like he just forgot he was there and her eye were directed right at the battle between Siv and Babylonia. The Silver Mist fae, looked like she was ready to k.o. And shimmer didn't blame her.