Everything was unfolding into a brutal fight. This crazed male wasn't leaving out of here without wounds that would definitely lead him to death; Or perhaps he would end up dying right here on the terrain of Bright Moon. The warriors of the territory would be the victors, either way. As beta, Ambrosia wanted nothing more than to tear the intruder's body to shreds, but as he lept towards Misty she could only feel a bit of helplessness as to why she hadn't seen his plan sooner. The sharp-toned lyrics that exited the second-in-command's maw had flown in one side of Misty's head and out the other, and before she knew it, the reserved lady unleashed her inner warrior and launched herself towards her on-comer. Out of the corner of the ebony vixen's orb, she caught yet another ivory flash as Venga reacted to Ambrosia's earlier words, and flashed to the opponants side.
Misty connected with the challenger head on, immediatly wrapping her legs around him and capturing him under her grasp. There was no time for him to react as Venga and Rhoe's snapping jowls ripped into his skin. The copper stench of blood reached Ambrosia's nares within seconds of her emeralds catching a glimpse of it on the male's muzzle. Baring her own jagged tools, she stalked closer as she watched everything unfold. Within Ambrosia's gaze held intelligence as she searched for her own path to enter-Her own way of tearing into this idiot's skin. Audettes swiveled at the top of her cranium as the yelp appeared above all the snarls.
Rhoe and Venga continued to bring fresh blood into the world, and as Ambrosia sneaked around the two of them, the male's head dropped and shoulders hunched in attempt to shake off the girl who Ambrosia once thought innocent. This was her chance-He was vulnerable to her attack. Or at least he should be. He was completely focused on the task at hand, which was ridding himself of his capturer, that he shouldn't expect another blow to the neck. Carefully, the obsidian warrior calculated herself as she turned and leaped lightly towards the opponant. Misty's forelegs were wrapped around his upper body, leaving little space for Ambrosia to sneak her jowls into the most prescious part of his neck, but if Misty had slid off the hessian's body like he expected, then it would leave a clear line for his neck-Where charcoal beta's open jowls would clamp on to, and she would immediatly shake her head to invoke more damage. However, if the pallid delta didn't move in time, Ambrosia would clamp onto the lower part of the neck, or any part she could grab ahold of that would cause injory. She would do the same to the area as if it were the most dangerous spot upon the side of the neck. Somehow if the fool got lucky enough to escape from the three varg's grasps in time, then she would end up seizing her attack completely as he slipped further away from her, but instead look for another route. It was all depending on fate.
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