As if still connected from all the years spent apart, every little movement Eight made, and every little hair that stuck was a sign for Triple Six. Perhaps he analyzed too much, or read into too many things, but the way that Eight was moving and all the ways his hair stood up and the back of his lips pulled meant one thing. Confliction, determining if this was the real deal. And a little bit of Six wanted to pretend he wasn't the real deal. Half of him almost wanted to be a ghost- a copy. Because if that were the case, he wouldn't have to face Eight like he was going to both in battle as well as in mind and spirit.
To Triple Six, he felt like he had abandoned his comrade, left him for a fate worse than final death. If Eight knew what he had been up to, if he knew what Six had been doing up until now, how would he even start begging for forgiveness? Would he disconnect from the larger soldier? Would he hold resentment for eternity? Perhaps that's what Six deserved, and to him even that was worse than death. Because when he thought about it, this almost felt like a second chance. To finally set things in stone, and create a Paradise for the both of them to finally be at peace...
He watched as Triple Eight charged, movements shaking before a sudden dart to Six's bad side and a lunge for flesh. He couldn't let Eight take that much damage out of him, but at the same time Six wasn't about to let nothing hit him. He felt sharp fangs dig deep into his shoulder as he turned slightly as to not be hit on any vital parts. His arm could take a lot of pain by now considering the strength he had grown and endurance for it. He grunted as he felt Eight had a tight enough grip before he rose on his hind legs and quickly used all of hsi body weight to fall with Eight still connected to him.
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Eight could hear the calls the shouts through the wall that ment that the humans were on the move they knew now what was going on. The hit was good, but again the wolf had shown his skill and made sure he hit a harder area, a place where the effects and damaged would be minimal. The scent of blood the feeling of torn flesh was good though eight would never it mite to it, this is what he had been made to do so deep down no matter how much he hated the life in his very core he knew that the monster in him grinned.
Once he had hit the wolf he felt the wolf rare up and he had held on a heat beat to long. The wolf slammed his body into the ground, Eight soldered the impacted and rolled back to his paws. As he did so he heard the screech of a bared door open a sound he knew well, and the click as the chains around the brown wolfs feet unlocked and fell to the floor. Eight moved fast throw the open tunnel and out into the dazzling light of the killing floor the arena.
He turned to face the wolf as he would come through the door. Now he would truly see what the wolf was caperbal of see what he had to offer, see if it was truly the wolf he had once known.
The noses of the arena were no lost to him, it was all to familiar he didn’t even bother to look who was watching them from the stands above but if he did, he would have seen Spax, Darcia and all the others.
This time though it didn’t matter only the brown wolf.
“Let’s see who you really are wolf”, he said more to himself then to the wolf.
Those watching knew they were in for the fight they would never forget.
Once he had hit the wolf he felt the wolf rare up and he had held on a heat beat to long. The wolf slammed his body into the ground, Eight soldered the impacted and rolled back to his paws. As he did so he heard the screech of a bared door open a sound he knew well, and the click as the chains around the brown wolfs feet unlocked and fell to the floor. Eight moved fast throw the open tunnel and out into the dazzling light of the killing floor the arena.
He turned to face the wolf as he would come through the door. Now he would truly see what the wolf was caperbal of see what he had to offer, see if it was truly the wolf he had once known.
The noses of the arena were no lost to him, it was all to familiar he didn’t even bother to look who was watching them from the stands above but if he did, he would have seen Spax, Darcia and all the others.
This time though it didn’t matter only the brown wolf.
“Let’s see who you really are wolf”, he said more to himself then to the wolf.
Those watching knew they were in for the fight they would never forget.
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Damned hairless apes; idiots. They had caught on to what was happening between them. Oh well, Six thought- it was only a matter of time. The noise now of the door opening made both wolves turn their attentions to what was about to happen. He watched as Triple Eight was able to roll to his paws with ease before, without even a word to Six dashed through the open tunnel. The chains around Six's feet dropped, and for a moment Six moved all paws to get the ache out. He felt a lot more lighter, that was for certain. He looked on to the door that led to the ring, and the dim light that was faint all across the long corridor.
He took a deep breath, and exhaled before licking his lips. It was time to come out of retirement, and put on his big boy paws again. He wasn't about to dash as fast as Eight had. All the while as he silently walked through he was thinking in his mind of the events that would happen. What moves would Eight use? His old signature? The zig zag pattern? How would Six counter act what Eight would throw at him? What should he keep protected the most? He had a strong build Six knew, that also applied for Triple Eight- it was just that Six was a lot more bulkier. Definitely keep the stub protected he told himself. As he approached the light he could hear the cheers become louder and louder until finally he entered the arena. His eyes squinted from the bright lights above, he wasn't used to all of the filth here but he would adjust. He had to.
He saw Eight across from him, staring with those dead gray eyes. He heard the soft murmur the warrior spoke before he bared his fangs, lips pulling and nostrils flared. His pupils grew small and he let out a ferocious snarl into a blood curtling roar. "You've got another thing comin'!" he said before with a slammed paw, he dashed straight at Triple Eight. And with that, the crowd's mighty cheers already turned into frightened, excited screams.
Damned hairless apes; idiots. They had caught on to what was happening between them. Oh well, Six thought- it was only a matter of time. The noise now of the door opening made both wolves turn their attentions to what was about to happen. He watched as Triple Eight was able to roll to his paws with ease before, without even a word to Six dashed through the open tunnel. The chains around Six's feet dropped, and for a moment Six moved all paws to get the ache out. He felt a lot more lighter, that was for certain. He looked on to the door that led to the ring, and the dim light that was faint all across the long corridor.
He took a deep breath, and exhaled before licking his lips. It was time to come out of retirement, and put on his big boy paws again. He wasn't about to dash as fast as Eight had. All the while as he silently walked through he was thinking in his mind of the events that would happen. What moves would Eight use? His old signature? The zig zag pattern? How would Six counter act what Eight would throw at him? What should he keep protected the most? He had a strong build Six knew, that also applied for Triple Eight- it was just that Six was a lot more bulkier. Definitely keep the stub protected he told himself. As he approached the light he could hear the cheers become louder and louder until finally he entered the arena. His eyes squinted from the bright lights above, he wasn't used to all of the filth here but he would adjust. He had to.
He saw Eight across from him, staring with those dead gray eyes. He heard the soft murmur the warrior spoke before he bared his fangs, lips pulling and nostrils flared. His pupils grew small and he let out a ferocious snarl into a blood curtling roar. "You've got another thing comin'!" he said before with a slammed paw, he dashed straight at Triple Eight. And with that, the crowd's mighty cheers already turned into frightened, excited screams.
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Eight watched as the brown wolf walked into the light of the arena, he watch ever movement ever step, this was going to be a hard fight if this wolf was anything like the wolf he was posing to be, he knew it would be hard pluss what he had seen so far all showed that he meant business.
But how would this fight end, Eight wasn't going to die not for no one, but would he kill this wolf the humans would want it they always did, but a though stole over eight as he pondered on it in that space of time before the fight started, that heart beat.
What if this wolf was Triple Six then what. he pushed the thought aside as the wolf in front of him let out a thunderous snarl, he knew that look any were.
Eights body was deadly still as if of stone, that was Eights show of aggression attack.
The wolf charged and Eight matched him, he would hit this wolf head on he wanted to feel the power in the wolf, if the wolf was going to go for serious damager eight would bite and let the wolfs own force to swing him self out the way. no matter how the fight went eight wanted blood. he who concentrate on the wolfs weak side and keep moving at speed, he knew his smaller size, the heavy would not be the same as this wolf, and due to the missing leg he should be able to out manover him. this wolf had shear power and strength over him self, or at least that's how it use to be with the real Six.
the impact of there bodys slamming into each other was loud enuf for the whole arena to hear even over the shouts. this would be a fight that would make the arena quake.
If the wolf was going for a slamming move Eight would go low and to the side to try and get under the wolf, as he was missing a leg this could be done from there he would push up to try and throw the wolf over then go for the wolfs good front leg.
if the wolf went for big damage with jaws he would use him to swing out the way then charge for another attack aiming for the wolfs back legs. if he was missing one he wouldn't be able to fight properly if one of his three was injured as he needed all of them.
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But how would this fight end, Eight wasn't going to die not for no one, but would he kill this wolf the humans would want it they always did, but a though stole over eight as he pondered on it in that space of time before the fight started, that heart beat.
What if this wolf was Triple Six then what. he pushed the thought aside as the wolf in front of him let out a thunderous snarl, he knew that look any were.
Eights body was deadly still as if of stone, that was Eights show of aggression attack.
The wolf charged and Eight matched him, he would hit this wolf head on he wanted to feel the power in the wolf, if the wolf was going to go for serious damager eight would bite and let the wolfs own force to swing him self out the way. no matter how the fight went eight wanted blood. he who concentrate on the wolfs weak side and keep moving at speed, he knew his smaller size, the heavy would not be the same as this wolf, and due to the missing leg he should be able to out manover him. this wolf had shear power and strength over him self, or at least that's how it use to be with the real Six.
the impact of there bodys slamming into each other was loud enuf for the whole arena to hear even over the shouts. this would be a fight that would make the arena quake.
If the wolf was going for a slamming move Eight would go low and to the side to try and get under the wolf, as he was missing a leg this could be done from there he would push up to try and throw the wolf over then go for the wolfs good front leg.
if the wolf went for big damage with jaws he would use him to swing out the way then charge for another attack aiming for the wolfs back legs. if he was missing one he wouldn't be able to fight properly if one of his three was injured as he needed all of them.
(not to worry
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Six watched Eight's posture, from the moment the black wolf stood still he knew that meant he was ready. As he continued to charge, he saw Triple Eight go straight head on against him. If they were going to collide, there would be one hell of a bang. However, Six wasn't in the mood for a headache so fast. The thought had to wait however, for the impact was even greater than he had expected- and a lot faster than he wanted. How much had he forgotten within these couple of seconds? How much would he remember even more so, was the question?
The humans above both cackled and some made small grunts, inhaling with teeth clattering just from the sheer force that they had heard. It was if they were first time goers at the arena and didn't expect something to happen so quickly. Perhaps that was because this was a blood shed battle that they had not seen in probably months- a real battle.
Upon impact, Six thought of what he was going to do. He had already attempted to slam Eight into the ground by gripping and dipping, so repeating would do no good and would also prove that Six had no other plan. He had to think fast. Try to stay one step ahead of Eight- what would Eight do if he did this? Their shoulders grinded against one another, bone against bone before he decided what he would do. He found himself a way out of their initial impact before swinging around as best he could and trying to tackle that way. For now it was something, but he knew he had to think faster as time progressed. Eight wasn't one to mess with, and like Six he knew that a wolf like Eight could sense when someone was stalling..
Six watched Eight's posture, from the moment the black wolf stood still he knew that meant he was ready. As he continued to charge, he saw Triple Eight go straight head on against him. If they were going to collide, there would be one hell of a bang. However, Six wasn't in the mood for a headache so fast. The thought had to wait however, for the impact was even greater than he had expected- and a lot faster than he wanted. How much had he forgotten within these couple of seconds? How much would he remember even more so, was the question?
The humans above both cackled and some made small grunts, inhaling with teeth clattering just from the sheer force that they had heard. It was if they were first time goers at the arena and didn't expect something to happen so quickly. Perhaps that was because this was a blood shed battle that they had not seen in probably months- a real battle.
Upon impact, Six thought of what he was going to do. He had already attempted to slam Eight into the ground by gripping and dipping, so repeating would do no good and would also prove that Six had no other plan. He had to think fast. Try to stay one step ahead of Eight- what would Eight do if he did this? Their shoulders grinded against one another, bone against bone before he decided what he would do. He found himself a way out of their initial impact before swinging around as best he could and trying to tackle that way. For now it was something, but he knew he had to think faster as time progressed. Eight wasn't one to mess with, and like Six he knew that a wolf like Eight could sense when someone was stalling..
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As they collided shoulder to shoulder Eight felt the weight of the wolf, he was as heavy as he looked and though missing one of his legs, he was able to stop him self after a short slide. then the wolf span pushing Eight away.
Eight had expected fast movment then that, maybe this wolf wouldn't be to much to worry about, but he wouldn't count on that, never underestimate another fighter, that's what he had tort the others, and as far as he was aware they were still fighting.
Eight stepped away accessing for any damage his charge might have done to himself, he had controlled it made sure to to impact in the right way as to spread the load over his own shoulder.
he darted forward then again went in for a fast attack, he would aim for the wolfs back legs and flanks, keep on the move try and slash.
"Come on, if you are going to imitate him, at lest try to move like him", he said his voice sharp, it wasn't like him to talk trash wile fighting and to start losing his temper so fast, but this was personal this was to close to his heart, and he found his anger rising despite him self.
Eight had expected fast movment then that, maybe this wolf wouldn't be to much to worry about, but he wouldn't count on that, never underestimate another fighter, that's what he had tort the others, and as far as he was aware they were still fighting.
Eight stepped away accessing for any damage his charge might have done to himself, he had controlled it made sure to to impact in the right way as to spread the load over his own shoulder.
he darted forward then again went in for a fast attack, he would aim for the wolfs back legs and flanks, keep on the move try and slash.
"Come on, if you are going to imitate him, at lest try to move like him", he said his voice sharp, it wasn't like him to talk trash wile fighting and to start losing his temper so fast, but this was personal this was to close to his heart, and he found his anger rising despite him self.
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