Kanti :: Female :: 5 years
Mentions: Citlali

The fem felt extreme satisfaction when her sneaky plan of sneakiness paid off and she managed to get a secure hold on the back of Lali's neck. Tail began wagging even as it was still lifted high over her back and a growl emitted from her throat. Kanti began to move so that she was perpendicular to her sister, which would make it easier to push her onto her side, when teeth sank into her upper leg and shoulder. She snarled and bit down harder on the flesh in her mouth. Most of her weight shifted to her front as she began pushing with the aim being to get Lali onto her side. Should it work, steps would be taken whenever necessary to keep Kanti's neck from being over extended and keep the pressure on.

(meh, feels short)

Taima
| Female | 5Yrs | Loc: Forest |
| MI: Krieg | MD: Auburn |
Skin tore and Tai felt the burn of vengeance start to boil within her blood when the clasp on her ruff disappeared...the silver she-wolf felt sorely tempted to crush the delicate limb in her teeth as payment for the tooth sized gashes that undoubtedly adorned the top of her hide...but a deal was a deal and Taima had not intended to break the delicate skin below Auburn's hock. Retracting some of the pressure on the appendage, though not enough to allow freedom, Tai started to slowly tug Auburn's left hind leg toward and slightly to the left of herself moving a bit backwards in the process. She could have violently yanked the leg to speed up the fight and stun her opponent...but that would have undoubtedly harmed Auburn so much as to practically assure the she-wolf a low rank within the make-shift pack. Auburn had done as Tai wished, all the wolf ever wanted from her peers, and as a result her cousin would not face the full brunt of the silver she-wolf's wrath. The action communicated a silent message: Do as I ask, and you will be rewarded.

Tai's actions would unbalance her cousin in such a way that the other she-wolf would undoubtedly land on her side, her lower and upper stomach, along with her throat, open to attack. Tai could have aimed for the other's throat...but the stomach was so much closer and protected only by a delicate layer of fur and skin. The frosted gray she-wolf would not release her hold of her opponent's leg until the other was fully on her side at which point jaws would snap open and shoot toward the other's exposed belly aiming to take hold of skin and fur but not yet draw blood...unless the cousin attempted to struggle at which point a warning tug would be initiated along with a deep drawn out growl.... if you struggle, and refuse to submit to me I will gut you, cousin or not.

Than again, best not to foreshadow actions before they had begun...no need to get too cocky. Auburn may yet as have a trick up her sleeve, might be able to figure out a way to avoid Tai's nefarious plan...better to wait until the other creature had unbalanced to react as intended...or alter plans if her cousin did not react as expected.

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"There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow men. True nobility lies in being superior to your former self."

Citlali • Female • 5 Years • Plains • Mentions: Kanti

As Kanti bit down harder and tried her best to tip her sister over, Citlali braced against her and steadied her hold on the she-wolf's upper thigh. Her front legs splayed to provide more stability, and she allowed more weight to settle on the side towards Kanti. Irritation quickly growing in her handsome form, the golden wolf wrenched her head from side to side, growling and ripping at fur and skin. Lali hoped that this would persuade her larger sister to release her and let her eat in peace, though she truly doubted that the power-hungry female would be phased by her sibling's unusual ferocity.

[Source]
Krieg - 5 Years - Male
Pg.1 CharSheets - Mentions: Auburn, Taima

Kanti :: Female :: 5 years
Mentions: Citlali

Front leg briefly was lifted from the ground in response to the pain as Lali shook her head back and forth and teeth punctured and ripped at her skin. Kanti could tell she was going to end up with a limp after this but it should only be for a brief period of time as it didn't feel like her sister's teeth were going in too deep. Yet. She just hoped the other wolves would be too preoccupied with each other to bother her, even if she had fought with worse wounds before. The leg was only relaxed for a fraction of a second before weight was evened out again on both front limbs.

Kanti noticed her sister shift her weight towards her to try and prevent herself from being pushed over. That's a mistake, sis, she thought gloatingly to herself. Suddenly, the wolf leaned back and began pulling hard backwards with all of her weight. Paws were planted firmly in the ground and dirt was pushed up by how hard she was braced against the ground. This entire time, the fae's tail had remained held straight up. It was an obvious sign this fight was about becoming the dominant one between them. Kanti could care less about the rabbit now. She was thinking about bigger and better things. Like becoming alpha of their fledgling pack. That would be sure to make her dad proud, the one thing she'd always wanted since puppyhood.

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"There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow men. True nobility lies in being superior to your former self."

Citlali • Female • 5 Years • Plains • Mentions: Kanti

Whether she intended to or not, Citlali allowed herself to be flipped over on to her back, releasing her bear-trap hold on Kanti's leg. In order to prevent being crushed under the she-wolf's graceful bum, her tail found its way against the ground but did not dare curl up and show submission. Roman and Brooke had not raised her to be submissive. Mom and Dad did not raise her to be submissive. And so, the honey-colored wolf curled her tail to the side, displaying her best attempt at a dominant tail position as she could in her overturned state, and brought her hind legs closer to her chest, an attempt to block her soft alabaster-furred stomach from any attack that Kanti might inflicted upon the fragile area. A deep growl rumbled from through between gnashing fangs, her face turning symmetrical as both lips raised and her dandelion eyes burned with fury. If Kanti were to find herself standing over Citlali, then the female would take swift action. But not yet.

Taima
| Female | 5Yrs | Loc: Forest |
| MI: Krieg | MD: Auburn |
As Tai's muzzle snapped toward her challenger's vulnerable underbelly, Auburn's forepaws dragged lightly across the right side of the frosted wolf's face the dull claws only able to create a tender spot under the fae's considerable facial fluff before Tai's burnt red opponent rolled toward Tai in an attempt to regain her footing underneath her...the move had Taima's muzzle delving into her opponent's right side just above her enemy's flank. This was a target the gray wolf latched onto with a single minded ferociousness that had burnt away the last threads of patience, or mercy, that may have lingered within her. Raising her feathered tail so that it arched over her back, the female flexed her front legs as she bore into Auburn with a forward and downward pressure, intending to stop, slow, or even reverse her cousin's skyward movement.

It was at this moment that the silver female heard her cousin's deep male tones echo from right behind her...it appeared as if he had finished gorging upon Auburn's meal. No matter...the prize of this fight was not food...it was dominance. Tai had nearly created a vocal response to the male's barley veiled threat, her ears pinning to her skull as anger flooded through her... when she was interrupted. Auburn had turned on her attacker, her copper muzzle aiming to latch on to her cousin's mouth as a counter...but considering Tai's position and hold...such a move would bend the rusted wolf nearly in half, as a result the frosted wolf felt ivory teeth pierce, not her mouth, but the area where her neck and shoulder met causing pain to shoot through the she-wolf along with bone chilling rage.

Thrashing her head back and forth, undoubtedly causing serious damage to her opponent if the other she-wolf had not tried to counter her move in some way, Tai let loose a viscous rumbling growl in response to Auburn's vocalization. I swear if Krieg comes anywhere close I'll....

(I hope that I understood Auburn's movements & the timing within the fight correctly...I have to admit that Auburn's last post kind of puzzled me which is why it has taken me so long to create a response. I should be on discord so just tag me if something bothers or confuses you.)

Kanti :: Female :: 5 years
Mentions: Citlali

Kanti let loose a growl of satisfaction as her efforts to pull the other wolf onto her side were rewarded. She felt relief as the teeth digging into her leg let go as well but that wasn't visibly shown. The fight wasn't over, after all. Immediately upon pulling Lali onto her side, Kanti stood up again and teeth briefly let go of the neck to seek a hold that would allow her to sink teeth into the more sensitive parts where circulation and airways could be cut off. Yes, that would be a good hold for forcing the other into submission. The bared, gnashing teeth and growl did nothing to deter Kanti and she didn't find it the least bit intimidating. In fact, she knew that some of the most vocal wolves would back down in an actual fight. Of course, everything could be ended now if Lali just tucked that pretty little tail of hers. Then they could both walk away to lick their wounds or go watch the other fight they could hear going on on the other side of the bushes.

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"There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow men. True nobility lies in being superior to your former self."

Citlali • Female • 5 Years • Plains • Mentions: Kanti

So it would be a stalemate. Kanti didn't seem at all impressed by Citlali's show of ferocity. And she couldn't blame her. The golden wolf wasn't exactly notorious for her power and aggression, even in the matter of dominance. But she couldn't just submit, could she? That was the dilemma that all wolves of Genosses blood faced, whether aggressive or not: to submit or not to submit. Lali quieted, hiding her bared fangs behind pale-furred jowls. It was the incontrovertibility of Kanti's threatened violence that finally persuaded the more non-violent sister to roll her sunshine eyes and move to a position where she was lying casually on her belly. She allowed her bushy tail to rest pitifully on the hard ground and passed a resigned, half-lidded glare towards Kanti. "Congratulations," she said anemically, shoving the near-barren rabbit carcass toward the her slightly larger sister with harsh resolve. "You won. The great Kanti, daughter of Roman, has convinced the beautiful Citlali to put down her arms and give up the prize. Whoopee. Don't you feel accomplished?" Every syllable was laced with venomous sarcasm until she silenced again, gliding smoothly to her feet and beginning to slink towards where sounds of bickering hummed like wasps. No concern would be lent to how Kanti would react, unless, of course, if she decided to lunge once again at the she-wolf.

Kanti :: Female :: 5 years
Mentions: Citlali

Kanti let go when the rabbit was shoved at her and took a step back. Lali didn't seem to have realized this wasn't about food but she wasn't going to argue with being given the food again. "Why, yes, I do! Thanks for asking, sore loser!" she retorted in her best cherry voice. It had taken all her effort to avoid rolling her eyes at the tone and sarcasm her little sister spoke in. Kanti grabbed the rabbit legs and limped a few feet away. She laid down on the ground, careful of her leg, and began eating again. There was always time to cement her dominance over Lali later but right now she wanted to eat what was left of the carcass before another wolf tried to be opportunistic the way the Catlali had. Should no other approach and try to take the carcass from her, Kanti would turn her attention to her injured leg soon after she finished eating and lick at her wounds and bloodied fur.

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Krieg - 5 Years - Male
Pg.1 CharSheets - Mentions: Auburn, Taima

Taima
| Female | 5Yrs | Loc: Forest |
| MI: N/A | MD: Auburn, Krieg |
Taima's lips further peeled back from her teeth in a lupine grin of satisfaction as she felt her advisory forcefully returned to the earth under her onslaught, the saliva gathering on the frosted sides of her mouth turning pink than red as blood flowed from the increasingly serious wound on Auburn's side. The other female did not help her case when she thrashed back and forth, seriously tearing her wound further in such a way that Tai almost unintentionally tore a piece of her flesh out of her side. Was the action planned? Or was it instinct? Was it revenge? A grievous attempt at escape? Or simply poor experience? Taima's thoughts slowed as she reviewed and discarded the options...she hypothesized the need for revenge was Auburn's drive in this case...the need to return injury for injury.

Is she mad in the head? The thought was dull, logical, beneath the expected pain that flowered through her upper shoulder, and the lower side of her neck... undoubtedly, though tooth had not yet met bone, the mauling that area received would be serious, would be painful, would make life more difficult...but it was best to discard attention from the wound until Tai's goal of dominance was realized. Otherwise the wounds she had gained would be for naught. That was unacceptable.

The pressure, than sudden pain, that flashed unexpectedly through her rump startled a muffled yelp from Taima's throat that quickly turned into terribly hellish sound as she realized the source of the attack. Krieg. Blind fury was distributed through the female's blood stream, temporarily melting cold logic, as the passionate emotion thundered through the beast's heart. Perhaps her cousins did not realize, perhaps they did not understand...but rules dictated Taima's life, rules placed on herself by herself, rules placed on her by her mother and father, rules placed on her by her Uncle Roman. She had not chosen that way of life, but she understood the importance of rules...understood the importance of the invisible cage all sane packs lived by...understood these rules protected her, and her chosen family, from darker urges that lingered, metallic, in the mind. She had a new goal.

She would build a cage for her relatives, no matter the cost. She would not stand in her cage alone.

The thought burst from the female with a terrible sound, unholy in origin and logic returned, though heat surely lingered in the female's molten gaze. Ripping her head to the right, towards Auburn's head, while at the same time moving her backside to the left in an attempt to align herself with her younger cousin and avoid Roman's teeth, Tai released her hold on her enemy, muzzle skimming low over the female's body in an attempt to viciously grab the side of her opponent's neck. "Krieg! She is MINE to DOMINATE...WAIT your TURN. If Auburn tried to roll away? Tried to escape? Well, Tai's muzzle was VERY close as it skimmed across Auburn's body...if any such attempt was made Rajat's daughter would divert her original target for a closer goal. Any hold achieved by the frosted lady would be used to pressure the smaller wolf hellwards. Any recuperation attempted by Auburn would be dealt with cruel logic.