Posted: 20-12-2011 00:02
Eight watched blood closely as he sat talking to shade, he didn’t trust the dog as he didn’t trust any dog or wolf he didn’t know, he had seen things like this before, the fales friend ship that ends up being another way to control and hurt. But he had promised to respect her and at that moment she didn’t look like she needed him telling blood to beat it, so he watched with a dead wolfs eyes. When blood snarled at Scat for calling him soft eight didn’t react his threat was a empty one but when Shade tuched him, he moved his eyes traviling to shade now, a unviserbal shiver ran throw eights soul. That was not a good sign to him, but when Blood froze him self eight thought hard, ether he was a dam good acter which he could be or that had acherly made him stop, then once the sounds of the humans came he flinched.
Eight looked away now to his own crate waiting for it to open the urge to say something to the dog was quite strong, but his was good if he was acherly feeling something, might it be a small scrap of power they could use agest the dogs, but then. He looked back to shade how would she feel about that because she was not acting, he would talk with her later.
Scat mearly laughed at bloods snarl and stop, then once the humans came he scrambled to the door to his crate and started pawing it wanting to leave, he wanted to train.
“blood blood I want to see blood, not love blood but blood blood”, he sang to the crates.
George looked on in shock slight hurt on his face, she felt that to a dog yeah he saved her but for his own ends, he didn’t want any thing but more controle or wolf ass, that he felt sure of, how could shade not see that this was his job. He gleared at Blood his growl turning into a snarl. How dare he try that infront of him self, how dare he try that with shade it wasn’t going to happen.
He slammed his body into the bars making them rattle, hackles on end.
A loud snap from his collar made him jerk and stagger, as a quick blast of electricity was thrown throw him. Then the sounds of the humans, like a light switch it dragged all of the energy out of him, he was so powerless, he couldn’t protect any one throw bars and collars, he hadn’t been able to protect blacklight, he had been the one who had taken him. He turned abruptly as the door to his steel crate was opened and he walked in side tail low, once he was in the darkness and prives a soltery tear trickled down his face from his good eye as it shut trying to force the image of his brother out of his mind.
Spax saw the crostity on cardinal face and was pleased to see that she was at lest that far along, and when she nodded at him he smiled a evil grin.
“im sure we will be drawing some blood for her soon”, he added before they started to eat, he finished quickly and ignored the mother and son thing going on, he didn’t really care it didn’t mean any thing to him, the kid was fun but ether way he didn’t really mind him being there or not. He would make a good dog or fighter one day, if him self or his mother had any thing to do with it. He glanced at cardinal at the thought, once he was finished he went to Mistress who knelt down to him.
“we have fools to crush but before that I need you to tell Triple Eight that he will be training the wolves today”, she spoke quitly to him, and this was what she thought made her wolves often better she bleved that the dogs understood her, espeshly spax he seemed to under stand what she said to him, as mad as it made her look it worked or seemed to.
Spax nugged her chin in response, there eyes flashing the same fire. She then stood walked to cardinal and her pup, she didn’t kneel as it was still a little risky with this wolf, she looked down into her eyes, that rage that had burnt when she ahd been in a rage was still well and truly there, but it was controlled and focused. Whith out a word she walked to the front door and left letting john in in the presses.
John trotted in and sat by the door, waiting for ever one to head out, He nodded to spax and smiled at Cardinal, he had heard the young pup speaking but hadn’t made out what he had said to his mother before he had scampered off. Spax walked out and past john with out a word, nore noticing him all that much today to much to do. He had to get to the crates before they reach the training aier, he stopped out side in the corridor and waited for cardinal to say her goodbye or what ever. Once she had spoken with john he took the lead down the corridor he took the second door down and was in the back room of the other cells were the crates join the cells. He walked ovesly going past a cuple of cell blocks the different scents of the many wolves floating in from each one, some young some old, male, female, Scared, bord.
“This is what is behind each cell from here we can take there crates to were we need them to be”, he said over his shoulder as he spotted the humans pushing the crates of his mistress main wolves.
He grinned as he spotted them, he wondered how cardinal would feel seeing the crates with there covers on, knowning what was inside each of them, the humans stopped when they spotted him and he trotted up to eights one.
“wakey wakey Triple Eight, iv got some news for you”.
In side Eight turned his head to were the voice of spax was coming from, he dreamed of the day were there wouldn’t be bars separating them, and he would sink his teeth into the dogs flesh.
“iv got a little job for you”, and spax went into what it was, Eight stilled and his chest tightened.
“so if they die, its your fult”, Spax finished.
Eight didn’t say a word but he heard spax paw steps as he walked away, bastard.
Then after a heart beat the crates started to move again, his mind was racing now he had just had just been lumped with a load of extra weight on his shoulders, but in a way it was a good thing he thought. He sat there and thought it throw until he smelt the damp earth felt the elvater go down then the bright lights throw the sheet over his crate then his door opening infront of him.
He walked throw into the training arina and looked around ever thing was the same as always, humans watching with there clip bords and camras watching them closely, all the normal stuff apart from on thing, this time the arina had been left open no deviders, then as he heard the clicks and screeches of the other doors opening the others came out and there they were, together in the arina nothing separating them. Scat darted out looked around then sprinted at Eight, he moved like a bullet he was small and increble fast, Eight watched and stepped aside in a move that was automatic to him and at the same time grabbed the smaller wolfs scruff and throw him, using the wolfs own speed ageist him, scat rolled and slid to a stop giggling. Eight looked up to George then shade, his eyes stayed on her.
“shade im going to be the one to train you, to fight and kill”, he said in his normal blank hard voice, his face as set as ever.
“george you are to spar with scat and im going to watch”, he said then to George.
At this George looked back at Scat with a rickled nose, scat was now back on his paws, trembling in anticipation of training.
After a moment Eight spoke again.
“what are you two waiting for, fight, scat no blood”, he said and that was it Scat darted followed. He was so fast it was staggering, faster then shade had moved so far, and his moves were erratic, and completely random. George being taken aback by scats speed and stile was instently on the defence, he had unestmated scat.
“George rule 2 never under estmate any one”, eight said over the growls and snarls of there fight. All the blows were blunt, were normly fangs would have been beard they were replaced with headbutts manly.
Eight then turned to Shade and stood infront of her he wanted her full attion.
“shade your first fight has been brought followed and its soon, so Im going to teach you, all I can before then”, he said he had started to walk around her looking her over cheaking her for injurys from the other night, ones that might effect her proformance, also this was the first time he had been this close and been able to give her a thura look over.
He stopped his walk around infront of her, and looked into her eyes.
“don’t worry iv seen you move, you have what it takes, to become a fighter, you have a good basie instinced for it, now we need to teach you how to mold those instincse to your own style”, he spoke with a little more feeling in his voice then normal.
“there is a saying here amoung wolf fighters that have done well and seen much, “a good wild fighter is a ok ring fighter”, basicly if you were good fighter in the wild your ok in here that’s all”.
He nodded to Scat and George. George was still on the back paw trying to get the fight under control.
“in the ring there are basic stiles, speed, strength, endurance and balanced each has its strengths and weaknesses, you and Scat her all out speed and aglity, you might think scat there is faster then you, he isn’t, he just has learnt what to look out for to read a enamys moves so he acts faster. George is more of a balanced fighter, which in my mind is the best type of fighter. My self I try to be balanced but I lean to endurance”, he said this was like old times now, he rembered doing this with the young of his old pack in the out side encloser.
“you are strongest agest fighters that are power all strength, as they are slower, and you can hit them many times and they struggle to land a blow at all, but your weak agest fighters like me, as Im fast enuf to dodge or deflect you blows and I will out last you in enagy, Endurance fighters weakness is the power fighter as we are not as fast as the likes of you so they can land the hits and do great amounts of damage were we cant match there hits, and thow we can take a lot were not industracterbal, Balanced fighters on the other paw are a intresting lot, as they are good alrounders but don’t exsle in any particler skill which can be a weakness but if there good at all of them they can make up for that very easly”, he said watching the others fight, George had finaly got him self together and now as dancing with scat and trading blows properly.
“but none of that is set in stone its just a lose guide, and give you something to work on, so for starts to beat some one like me you have to become a quick thinker and very accrate, presision attacks will help you beat some one who is of Endurance, aim for under the legs, places that small wounds can do mage damage to there movment and there ablity to proform attacks”, he now looked at her, then walked around and stood once again infront of her ready.
“with this in mind attack me”, he said simply, he was a hard teacher, but fair, and he would make sure she learnt what she needed to no to servive and kill, because it was kill or be killed, only one way to leave the ring and that was with the blood of your foe on your fangs there body dead on the floor.
(shaydie im really sorry il get the start of Cardinals tour up as soon as I can this is just so nakisha can write a replie and keep it rolling, so don’t replie till I get cardinals bit up ok )
Eight looked away now to his own crate waiting for it to open the urge to say something to the dog was quite strong, but his was good if he was acherly feeling something, might it be a small scrap of power they could use agest the dogs, but then. He looked back to shade how would she feel about that because she was not acting, he would talk with her later.
Scat mearly laughed at bloods snarl and stop, then once the humans came he scrambled to the door to his crate and started pawing it wanting to leave, he wanted to train.
“blood blood I want to see blood, not love blood but blood blood”, he sang to the crates.
George looked on in shock slight hurt on his face, she felt that to a dog yeah he saved her but for his own ends, he didn’t want any thing but more controle or wolf ass, that he felt sure of, how could shade not see that this was his job. He gleared at Blood his growl turning into a snarl. How dare he try that infront of him self, how dare he try that with shade it wasn’t going to happen.
He slammed his body into the bars making them rattle, hackles on end.
A loud snap from his collar made him jerk and stagger, as a quick blast of electricity was thrown throw him. Then the sounds of the humans, like a light switch it dragged all of the energy out of him, he was so powerless, he couldn’t protect any one throw bars and collars, he hadn’t been able to protect blacklight, he had been the one who had taken him. He turned abruptly as the door to his steel crate was opened and he walked in side tail low, once he was in the darkness and prives a soltery tear trickled down his face from his good eye as it shut trying to force the image of his brother out of his mind.
Spax saw the crostity on cardinal face and was pleased to see that she was at lest that far along, and when she nodded at him he smiled a evil grin.
“im sure we will be drawing some blood for her soon”, he added before they started to eat, he finished quickly and ignored the mother and son thing going on, he didn’t really care it didn’t mean any thing to him, the kid was fun but ether way he didn’t really mind him being there or not. He would make a good dog or fighter one day, if him self or his mother had any thing to do with it. He glanced at cardinal at the thought, once he was finished he went to Mistress who knelt down to him.
“we have fools to crush but before that I need you to tell Triple Eight that he will be training the wolves today”, she spoke quitly to him, and this was what she thought made her wolves often better she bleved that the dogs understood her, espeshly spax he seemed to under stand what she said to him, as mad as it made her look it worked or seemed to.
Spax nugged her chin in response, there eyes flashing the same fire. She then stood walked to cardinal and her pup, she didn’t kneel as it was still a little risky with this wolf, she looked down into her eyes, that rage that had burnt when she ahd been in a rage was still well and truly there, but it was controlled and focused. Whith out a word she walked to the front door and left letting john in in the presses.
John trotted in and sat by the door, waiting for ever one to head out, He nodded to spax and smiled at Cardinal, he had heard the young pup speaking but hadn’t made out what he had said to his mother before he had scampered off. Spax walked out and past john with out a word, nore noticing him all that much today to much to do. He had to get to the crates before they reach the training aier, he stopped out side in the corridor and waited for cardinal to say her goodbye or what ever. Once she had spoken with john he took the lead down the corridor he took the second door down and was in the back room of the other cells were the crates join the cells. He walked ovesly going past a cuple of cell blocks the different scents of the many wolves floating in from each one, some young some old, male, female, Scared, bord.
“This is what is behind each cell from here we can take there crates to were we need them to be”, he said over his shoulder as he spotted the humans pushing the crates of his mistress main wolves.
He grinned as he spotted them, he wondered how cardinal would feel seeing the crates with there covers on, knowning what was inside each of them, the humans stopped when they spotted him and he trotted up to eights one.
“wakey wakey Triple Eight, iv got some news for you”.
In side Eight turned his head to were the voice of spax was coming from, he dreamed of the day were there wouldn’t be bars separating them, and he would sink his teeth into the dogs flesh.
“iv got a little job for you”, and spax went into what it was, Eight stilled and his chest tightened.
“so if they die, its your fult”, Spax finished.
Eight didn’t say a word but he heard spax paw steps as he walked away, bastard.
Then after a heart beat the crates started to move again, his mind was racing now he had just had just been lumped with a load of extra weight on his shoulders, but in a way it was a good thing he thought. He sat there and thought it throw until he smelt the damp earth felt the elvater go down then the bright lights throw the sheet over his crate then his door opening infront of him.
He walked throw into the training arina and looked around ever thing was the same as always, humans watching with there clip bords and camras watching them closely, all the normal stuff apart from on thing, this time the arina had been left open no deviders, then as he heard the clicks and screeches of the other doors opening the others came out and there they were, together in the arina nothing separating them. Scat darted out looked around then sprinted at Eight, he moved like a bullet he was small and increble fast, Eight watched and stepped aside in a move that was automatic to him and at the same time grabbed the smaller wolfs scruff and throw him, using the wolfs own speed ageist him, scat rolled and slid to a stop giggling. Eight looked up to George then shade, his eyes stayed on her.
“shade im going to be the one to train you, to fight and kill”, he said in his normal blank hard voice, his face as set as ever.
“george you are to spar with scat and im going to watch”, he said then to George.
At this George looked back at Scat with a rickled nose, scat was now back on his paws, trembling in anticipation of training.
After a moment Eight spoke again.
“what are you two waiting for, fight, scat no blood”, he said and that was it Scat darted followed. He was so fast it was staggering, faster then shade had moved so far, and his moves were erratic, and completely random. George being taken aback by scats speed and stile was instently on the defence, he had unestmated scat.
“George rule 2 never under estmate any one”, eight said over the growls and snarls of there fight. All the blows were blunt, were normly fangs would have been beard they were replaced with headbutts manly.
Eight then turned to Shade and stood infront of her he wanted her full attion.
“shade your first fight has been brought followed and its soon, so Im going to teach you, all I can before then”, he said he had started to walk around her looking her over cheaking her for injurys from the other night, ones that might effect her proformance, also this was the first time he had been this close and been able to give her a thura look over.
He stopped his walk around infront of her, and looked into her eyes.
“don’t worry iv seen you move, you have what it takes, to become a fighter, you have a good basie instinced for it, now we need to teach you how to mold those instincse to your own style”, he spoke with a little more feeling in his voice then normal.
“there is a saying here amoung wolf fighters that have done well and seen much, “a good wild fighter is a ok ring fighter”, basicly if you were good fighter in the wild your ok in here that’s all”.
He nodded to Scat and George. George was still on the back paw trying to get the fight under control.
“in the ring there are basic stiles, speed, strength, endurance and balanced each has its strengths and weaknesses, you and Scat her all out speed and aglity, you might think scat there is faster then you, he isn’t, he just has learnt what to look out for to read a enamys moves so he acts faster. George is more of a balanced fighter, which in my mind is the best type of fighter. My self I try to be balanced but I lean to endurance”, he said this was like old times now, he rembered doing this with the young of his old pack in the out side encloser.
“you are strongest agest fighters that are power all strength, as they are slower, and you can hit them many times and they struggle to land a blow at all, but your weak agest fighters like me, as Im fast enuf to dodge or deflect you blows and I will out last you in enagy, Endurance fighters weakness is the power fighter as we are not as fast as the likes of you so they can land the hits and do great amounts of damage were we cant match there hits, and thow we can take a lot were not industracterbal, Balanced fighters on the other paw are a intresting lot, as they are good alrounders but don’t exsle in any particler skill which can be a weakness but if there good at all of them they can make up for that very easly”, he said watching the others fight, George had finaly got him self together and now as dancing with scat and trading blows properly.
“but none of that is set in stone its just a lose guide, and give you something to work on, so for starts to beat some one like me you have to become a quick thinker and very accrate, presision attacks will help you beat some one who is of Endurance, aim for under the legs, places that small wounds can do mage damage to there movment and there ablity to proform attacks”, he now looked at her, then walked around and stood once again infront of her ready.
“with this in mind attack me”, he said simply, he was a hard teacher, but fair, and he would make sure she learnt what she needed to no to servive and kill, because it was kill or be killed, only one way to leave the ring and that was with the blood of your foe on your fangs there body dead on the floor.
(shaydie im really sorry il get the start of Cardinals tour up as soon as I can this is just so nakisha can write a replie and keep it rolling, so don’t replie till I get cardinals bit up ok )