.I WON'T BE IGNORED. [BATTLE THREAD!]

[Sivoncé™]

The winds were calm that day, the sun blazing over the mountain peaks with a new, fresh determination to defy their majesty. Why, suddenly now, did nature wish to take a stand? Black Fury's Gang, maybe. A sense of foreboding travelled up Sekhmet's spine. No...there's something big going on today. I guess I could see if they're going into the packlands for a battle....if there is a battle, I'll be staying out of it.

The packs had a very, very, very useful advantage:
Not one blackened soul would suspect them to be the ones to attack.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

((do all the packs go in together?))

A black wolf crouched, scenting the breeze and his tail swishing expectantly back and forth just behind him. He narrowed his eyes- he sensed other wolves. Not packwolves- the scent was too bitter... bitter with blood.
Black Fury's Gang... we must be close...
The Yozoran crept forward, sensing others behind him.


Macabre was staring blankly into oblivion- as he almost always did- when suddenly he shifted his weight, ears twitching.

Frenzy noticed, glancing at the wolf. "Eh? What's up?"

Silent as always, the black-masked wolf nodded to the sky, pale eyes gleaming. He sensed something.

The white she-wolf, however, growled. "You just can't learn to speak, can you? Lousy..." She rested her head on her paws again, ignoring the alert gang member.

[silverpelt12]

A silver alphess crept forward, using the rocks as cover as she moved swiftly to the battle site. Her blue eyes blazed with cold fury and fire. She flicked a paw in signal for her pack to join quicker. She wanted to peer around to see the wolf pack, but knew it would give away their approch.
She silently crept the the closest she could get and tensed her muscles.

Reason crept close behind her leader, her entire body low to the ground.

Aslyan's golden pelt was tight against the rocks as he waited for the signal.

[Destiny]

The creature was chilled to the very bone. The time had finally come. An attack would be made. The eyes shimmered with fury as the light caught them. The Destinian alphess wanted blood to be spilled, and she wanted it to be Black Fury's. He had destroyed her soul. Slaughtered her mate. Him and his stupid gang. They should all pay. Dearly.

The brute slunk forwards. Thoughts of battle wound their way through his mind, though they were not alone. Images of Nightshade had entwined themselves in his mind. Her scent was trapped in his nostrils. The electricity of the slightest touch always sparking against his flesh. Even though she wasn't there.

Rage gnawed boredly on a rabbit bone. Not really paying attention, as per usual.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

"What's he staring at?"
Temper had come up behind his sister, nodding with his muzzle at Macabre.

"I don't know- a bug, probably," Frenzy snorted scornfully.

Macabre did not appear angry at the comment, nor did he deter his gaze from the distance. He had been captured and taken in by the gang... and found it interesting that he seemed to be more intelligent than these fools.
At least, that's how he viewed it.


Bain halted, ear flicking. He could hear voices.
Bingo he thought, opening his jaws silently so that he could inhale their scents deeply.

Euphrates flanked the others, eyes constantly glancing over at his companions. He was suddenly reminded of the journey over the mountains, and how all the packs had traveled together in their final hours of peril...
Hmm... seems like history is coming back again...

Lance, too, paused, throwing a glance over his shoulder. Are we ready?

[Destiny]

Pyre, who flanked his closest friend Zethro, paused to scent the air. He gave the other brute a little nudge and flicked his auds in the direction of Black Fury's Gang's scent. The other brute smirked and began to slink forwards slowly, Pyre following.

Tread was padding back and forth in front of Rage. The brute's tail tip was lashing violently.

Rage glanced up at the other wolf. "What the Hellfire is your problem?"

Tread snarled loudly. "Something's off...there's something in the air... I don't like it."

Rage gave a little shrug and went back to gnawing on his old rabbit bone.

Aliya slunk forwards, noticing Bain she came up behind the Yozoran Proxy. "Scent anything?" A quiet growl.

[Sivoncé™]

((Yep. It's basically a free for all))

Sekhmet's eyes narrowed and she spat irritably at the other wolves. "It's a patrol, idiots! They think a stupid pack wolf patrol can affect us? I can't even see many wolves! Let's go, then. I'd like flayed Yozoran tonight!" She sneered and darted forward, suddenly eager for the fight. "GREAT CAT! THERE'S A TON!" She howled in shock.

Fireflight grinned with satisfaction as she lunged forward with the rest of the wolves. Black Fury's Gang wouldn't be expecting this. No, not one bit.

Nightshade joined the assault with a group of Siverians consisting of Freya, Arkantos, Stigg, Kippy, and Weed. She'd debated leaving the two neophytes behind, but they were supposed to be warriors soon, anyway.

[Sheera]

He watched, his scent masked, his form hidden, as if he wasn't there. He was, but where? His unmatching eyes didn't glisten, for he was careful not to reflect the sunlight in his optics; but oh, he was watching, ready. He had no intention to come out soon, he wanted to watch his troops fight against the packs. He chuckled silently, finding it funny as the worthless pack wolves attacked his strong pack.
There are many of them, but they are small, scrawny. I must not underestimate them by their size, and I must not overestimate them by their quantity.
His thoughts were true, and he continued to watch, out of reach, scentless and silent.

[Njack]

Nectar hung in the rear of the Siverian pack, completely unsure on what to do. As the rest of the wolves started to attack, she hesitated for a moment, then followed the crowd. However, she didn't attack anyone.

Silently, Ligua followed the rest of the Yozorans as they headed off to battle. As they drew closer he analyzed the two sides quickly. There's a lot of us... but then again, there's probably a lot of them. Hard to tell who's going to win at this point. And this is only the first battle of the war.
As the wolves attacked, Ligua lunged for the throat of a black wolf. Here goes everything.
It seemed even his thoughts were awkward.

(Eh, I just took your advice, Wolfie, and made Ligua attack Temper. If we're not supposed to attack yet [or if I did anything else wrong], somebody just tell me and I'll edit this post. )

[.Rabid Lycan.]

(as I said before, if anyone knows about screwing up a battle, it's ME {or sivvy XD} You're doing fine)

Macabre watched with the iconic stoic expression on his face. He blinked calmly as Temper was attacked- in fact, he seemed almost... bored.
These bunch of fools deserve a beating...
Flexing his claws and large muscles, he clearly did not doubt his brute force should someone attack him- not that he would be the one to attack first, of course. That would be inconsiderate he thought half-jokingly to himself.

Temper- taken aback by the sudden weight thrust against his throat- jumped back and away from the threat, snarling viciously in his mad rage.
"You little brat-"
He lunged forward, throat bleeding, and swiped- trying to aim for Ligua's shoulder to unbalance him.

Frenzy hissed- seeing her brother in distress- and swiveled about to face the oncoming wolves. So many...
She launched herself forward, heading for Bain.

Bain nodded to Aliya. "I hear them..."
Seconds later, Frenzy was in front of him, snapping her jaws at the brute.
Letting out a grunt of pain and anger, the black Proxy pulled away from her fangs... only to leap forward and dig his teeth into her back.

[Sivoncé™]

(LOLWolfie!
*enter Pinepaw*
"Why can't we all just get along and be friends, eh?" XD )

Sekhmet's eyes narrowed to slits, and she zeroed in on a target. She swiped her tongue across her lips, snicking coldly under her breath. Secretly, she harbored a small fear. There are too many of them. They might be pathetic, sure, but they're like an ocean. It must be all of the packs, then. Well, it seemed they've recovered their scattered wits! She lunged at Zethro, slashing across his sides.

Annelise hid in a root cave near the scene of carnage, quickly organizing herbs and poultices so that she was ready and prepared for any wounds or ailments. I do hope they'll be all right... Her stomach tightened with anxiety as she thought of her packmates, her brother, and also Shade.

Nightshade let out a deep snarl and darted at Macabre, Fireflight sprinting along like an orange blur next to her. The two leaped as one, claws extended towards their enemy.

[Njack]

Ligua took the hit as he leapt sideways. Thanks to the added momentum of the attack, as well as the momentum from the leap, he rolled right back onto his feet. His shoulder stung – he didn't check to see if it was bleeding or not – but at least he wasn’t on his back.

A myriad of battle scenarios flashed through his mind in a fraction of a second. Attack now, and risk a counterattack. Don’t attack, wait for an attack, then counterattack, and risk reacting too slow and missing the counterattack and just being injured. Or run away.

He chose the second, eyeing the other wolf carefully, making sure he was aware of his surroundings. After all, battles weren’t all about brute force and fighting, more about… strategy.

[Destiny]

(XD
*drops in Swiftstream*
Swiftstream: Because that would make things to easy?*)

Aliya, half dazed, started as Frenzy was suddenly at Bain. It took her a few moments, and the Yozoran proxy already had his teeth in the other's back by the time she reacted. Leaping forward the alphess tried to maneuver herself around Frenzy and administer a deep bite to the other wolf's front right leg.

Zethro snarled in fury as Sekhmet slashed her claws along his sides. The brute twisted, trying to swipe across her shoulder. Pyre lept at Sekhmet's side, slicing his claws along it.

[Sheera]

[[Pssht, all Black fury has to do is watch, silently, scentlessly, and out of reach... don't worry guys! He'll jump in... eventually ^^]]

[Sivoncé™]

Sekhmet snarled as claws slashed her flank. She used to her back claws to dismantle whatever attacked was there and probably give him a few good scars. She bent out of the way of Zethro's blow in the nick of time, but she still had some bad wounds on her flanks thanks to Pyre. She whirled on him and rammed, teeth clicking into the back of his neck.

Enferian was selighted to see there was a battle ready and revved for him. He leaped from the rocks, darting towards Aliya. He leaped and locked his fangs into her shoulder, inwardly rocking with maniacal laughter.