Capítulo 12: Chapter 12
Now, he was trying to pay a little attention to everything be done. But his mind was drawn to the alphas, the felines might have had a different word for it. It was what he was planning to use, and have to use. Taking in the action best as he could.
The striped feline's paws flash out, their speeds just barely out of the range of his vision. If they hadn't moved from a higher point, it would have looked like they hadn't. 4 gashes of flame jumping out, the large wolf tanks the hit, a sort of silver taken over by fur. Just barely, there is some charred fur, from their viewpoint, they couldn't actually tell whether he was bleeding or not.
His counter, was charging the feline, who was dexterously moving out of the way, Just barely passing each other. Claws flashing out from him, smashing into the wolf's side. It didn't have the wind up needed for true force. The wolf's head turning towards the feline, trying to bite out.
It was the next moment before the wolf decides to roll over, the feline just barely jumping backwards. The wolf quick to jump up and charge, his mouth wide open, looking to try and keep the feline from slashing out. A group had moved in front of the pairs fight for the moment, letting the little wolf cub look over the rest of the fights, there wasn't as many using energy as the initial burst of wind from one, and the jaguar one that seems to shifting around the battlefield. Most of the fighters had at least one wound bleeding.
The spotted cat he had noticed earlier, had it's throat ripped out, or what had appeared to be. Some of the wolves making the mistake to ignore it. It's paw flashing out, slicing the vulnerable necks, not even letting the wolves have any sort of death throes. This moment sending a shudder at that, worried that he might sometime make the mistake. The fight had moved again enough to give view of the alpha's again.
The wolf was adorned with a few patches of smoldering fur. The feline was freely bleeding from some bite marks, both were circling each other warily. The cub had no idea whether they still had energy or not, but he really hadn't seen a true attack energy from the wolf. It almost seemed like his energy was more of a defensive measure then something aggressive.
They were circling each other in a constant motion, neither giving each other a true chance for now. It seemed like a few of the felines were strong, but most of the canines were able to fight with each other better then the felines, if they were thought of in terms that he had imagined, the wolves were the tanks of this fight, the felines were the rogues, and mages.
It was a brutal quick fight, blood was flowing over they roots. It was almost as if someone had dropped a gallon of red paint over the grass. The wolf cub had secretly noticed that some of the grass was absorbing the blood, sucking up the nourishment that was pouring down from above.
The alpha's fight seemed to be in a standstill now, having them circle, most of the packs were holding back from getting to close, cowed by the powers of their own leaders, though the wolves were looking at the feline, ready to join their alpha in a fight. The next moment, the jaguar who was prowling around, attempted to jump from behind. The sudden weight causing him to whip around, as the tiger was charging forward, joining in with the squirming. Slamming into the side, they wolves were soon jumping on the fight, it was hard to discern what was actually happening in this. Yips and snarls of pain were the only discernible things that he could figure out.
It was almost a minute before this pile was starting to separate, the felines covered with bite marks, and the wolves with scratches. It was soon clear who the winner was, the wolves had their ears down, walking backward with their ears down and slowly creeping away. The alpha was covered in bite marks freely bleeding. It was clear that it was close, even more so when the striped feline collapses for a moment.
It was obvious that he was still alive, the wolves didn't rush back to fight, nor did the felines flee. Some of them were even coming over and cleaning the wounds. Able to ignore their own wounds, none of them seeming to make the mistake of trying to put the canines back against the wall.
It was quiet for a bit while the canines had reaches the grass and disappeared. It was hard to guess where the might have decided to go. All of the felines seemed to decide to rest in a pile, having moved away from the corpses that were littering the field.
The grass that seemed to be drinking the blood had seemed to be spreading, the vampire like plant drinking up every ounce of the spilled fluids. Even the strong smell of iron was only faintly entwined by the scents of the fruit hanging above them. It was a strange thought, the scene of corpses in a sea of green, sweet smell trying to lure more and more in.
The sight of the bodies though, seemed to cause a group of prey rushing away, the sound of the grass rustling, it was hard to tell where some of them had been, and how they could have even seen the massacre. The felines taking their rest, were seeming to grow just a little bit more aggressive.
It was, at the wolf guess, a half hour before their was another change, he watched one of the fruits fall, this seems to put almost all watchers into a frenzy, his mother and Nadia quickly getting ready to run. Azure and Lapis were in a daze, they had seen death before, but this was their first massacre. In the back of the wolf cubs mind, he realizes, he should also be, but soon readies himself to run like the older pair.
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