Suvival of the Fist (Wolf RP, Re-done)

[Vraska the Unseen]

"I don't know!" Botolf howled, true fear in her voice.

[Unashamed]

Black watched Evoke leave, and then he, too, turned and walked back to the pack clearing.

[Vraska the Unseen]

Botolf turned and sprinted away from both wolves, she felt like a freak.

[Aouviyelle]

Akira snarled at Sierra and flicked her tail. "Move it!"

Sierra snapped at her throat and raised her hackles. "Watch your mouth, fox dung!" She snapped.

[Unashamed]

Black heard two she-wolf's screams, and ran off to the source. He found Akira and the other fae he had encountered earlier, fighting. Black pushed Sierra off of Akira. "Stop it, now!" he barked at the two.

[Aouviyelle]

Sierra hissed and snarled. "Don't you DARE touch me!" She snapped.

"Back off, cat!" Akira snapped back.

[Unashamed]

Black looked at the two faes. "You two just stop it!" he barked again. "I'm tired of having to get between fights all the time!"

[Aouviyelle]

Sierra growled. "This wasn't your fight to intervine!" She snapped.

Akira folded her ears back, lashing her tail angrily, even though she was a bit weak.

[Unashamed]

Black shot a look at Sierra. "Any fight here on my territory is my business," he snapped.

[Aouviyelle]

Sierra glared at him. "YOUR territory? I don't smell any scent markings here!" She growled.