The Big Bad Wolf And His Meal (OPEN)

[Ragnar Fenris]

Bane eyed the wolf he knew to be his child with only mild interest. The younger wolf's declaration of Bane being his prey resulted in a mental click.

"I see, you are angry over your mother's death. She tasted particularly sweet after waiting all that time. Your Alphas were bitter with age though." Bane did not say these things to incite rage in his offspring, or in any other, he said them simply as the observations they had been.



Fen noted the way the beast behind him had not heeded his words. "Try and kill me, and I will freeze your body down to your bones."

Fen settled back a little further, his muscles primed. "Midnight, please try and get the female human away from here. I can't guarantee she'll live long if she's here when I lose control. If you and this one want to get away without me tearing you up, stay behind me."

He launched, his legs stretching with the jump, his massive body moving through the air like a breeze. Frost fluttered to the ground behind him, his voice rang out and the air audibly snapped with the sudden cold. When his teeth latch into Banes shoulder the frost crawled up the older wolfs body. As for Bane's counter attack of grabbing Fen's flank, the younger wolf never felt the blood begin to flow. He pulled back, releasing his prey, tearing his own flank open as he did. Circling his opponent, looking for an opening.

[Midnight]

((If its all the same with you i might drop outta this one, midnight's not really doing anything and i hate making people wait. ^^)

[cptkickercutleg]

(( would you mind making a quick post of Midnight fleeing the scene or something, I feel uncomfortable powerplaying her actions as she leaves, not to mention my inherent ability to get every character I play injured in some ridiculous way ))

[Midnight]

((Haha ok))

Midnight felt this wasn't her fight, so she nudged the human toward the village, and simply walked away.

[cptkickercutleg]

(( Psh, lazy does anyone mind if I set up a personal plot with the human woman? Thinking of making Cercius bite her in his blood rage and regret it later, make her into another character to RP as, and a possible addition to Cercius' "pack"... Although maybe an unwilling one ))

Cercius growls, the sound tearing from the deepest depths of hell.
A mangled, strangled voice emerges from the growl, barely able to pronounce the words in Wolfen
"My fight." he says, his ivory fangs baring at Bane, "My home, my female, ASH Sikla oh putnan!"
(( "My weakling to hunt" ))
He snarls, long fingers flexing as his black nails lengthen into hard claws. "He runs, I hunt, he escapes, he is yours." he growls, a cruel smile growing on his face.
He takes another step forwards, gauging Bane for any weaknesses.

[Ragnar Fenris]

Fen did not give Cercius any chance to attack. "I don't care if its your female. He killed my mother and my alphas. He caused me to be driven from my pack, I have hunted him for four years. He is my prey." fen was still circling. Placing Bane between himself and the edge of the village. Despite his rage at his father's presence, he was still more worried about the humans. there were human pups in the village, and he worried more for them than his own vengeance. The ground was coated with a thin layer of ice by this point, creating a slick surface that made traction difficult. Fen used the ice on his paws to give him more traction than the others wold be able to without breaking the ice. He landed a blow on his fathers head that sent the older wolf spinning, in return he received a vicious slash to his belly, one that bled like a mountain stream. Rather than use his regeneration ability he froze the wound shut, stopping the blood flow if only for a while.

Bane, as he spun away lashed out catching Fens stomach with his long claws. He realized that his son was an even match, and that the monster behind the younger wolf would turn the fight against him. He decided he would flee, but not in a way that would be expected he bolted towards Fen and Cercius, dodging past both as quickly as he could, ignoring any wounds he received. He bolted past the terrified woman he had mauled and leaped over one of the humans armed with the stick thrower. His terrible image would be imprinted on their minds for years to come.

Fen gave chase not even acknowledging the looks the humans gave him as they realized he was identical to his father.

[cptkickercutleg]

"They're not getting away that easily" he thinks, teeth baring in a snarl, "The girl!"
His head turns, his ears pricking up as he realises the villagers are coming back, armed with pitchforks, torches, the acrid smell of burning pitch carried on the wind.
"The girl! She's hurt!" "They're getting away!" "Then take her!"
He scoops the girl up in his arms, enhanced muscles rippling as he stands, head turning towards the villagers.
"I hope you're there Ainoko, delay them just a short while!"
He looks down at the woman, her breathing was shallow, laboured, her blood was staining his fur.
"That smell... Delicious..." he shakes his head, refusing the thought.

He turns towards the path of Bane and Fenris, their trail already being covered by the smell of the approaching villagers, their shouts and screams echoing through his sensitive ears.
His legs stretch, itch,
"Need to go, now!" He begins his run, no faster than a human sprint at first, but soon the wind is howling past his ears, the girl still held tight to her chest as he follows the trail.

[Midnight]

((Ainoko?))

[cptkickercutleg]

(( He's hoping Ainoko is delaying the villagers. He doesn't know any other shape changers, so Ainoko was the first he thought of ))

[Midnight]

((Oh. xD))

[Ragnar Fenris]

Fen allowed his father to gain a slight lead at first, but, putting on a burst of speed he circled and cut the older wolf off. The ice on his fur sparkled like crystals in the light of the setting sun. His green eyes were dark with anger, his lips pulled so far back that his gums were exposed to the roof of his mouth. The ice was crawling across the ground, his body was pushing it's limit, but, Fen knew, in some dark recess of his mind, that even if he passed his limits his body would heal to a degree.

He had snatched several mice along the way, and one unfortunate chicken that had escape the village had become fodder for his regeneration. He felt starved which only increased his dark mood and tightened his reflexes like springs.



Bane looked at the wolf that was his son. He felt no attachment, all he felt was the cold rage at the fear the pink things had made him feel. He could hear the villagers and the beast that ran behind him. To his left was a cliff, too high to jump up. To his right, the distant roar of a river, maybe two hundred full leaps away. Ahead was his son. He was surrounded on all sides.

"Do you remember that story your mother use to tell you? About the great wolves for which you are named? Ragnar, the wolf of the north star, who battled the darkness and navigated the Black Forest, who now leads all creatures to their homes? And of course Fenris, who gave himself to the darkness in order to gain the power to save his pack, only to wind up destroying them by the very act of taking that power? Do you remember that story, of how they fought against each other, but by combining their strengths they were able to save the Sky Forest? Of course you do. I never did like that story. I never did like how much your mother clung to me either. Your sister looked so much like her. Maybe later I will go and finish her and that wretched pack off, just so I can be sure to get rid of those annoyances."

It was meant to anger him, and it worked. But not in the way Bane expected. With a deep growl Fen braced himself and let let out a howl of pure rage, the ambient moisture in the air froze, creating a sleet like snow, poplar trees exploded like thunder, and small animals, that could not escape the area fast enough, froze solid.

Bane found the ice crawling up his legs and his nose cracked from the sudden cold, the blood from the crevice freezing as soon as it started to well.

[cptkickercutleg]

Cercius sprints faster and faster, avoiding trees and following the scent of the wolves, wind rushing past him as the human in his arms struggles to be free of him.
"Why did we bring her!"
"She's hurt!"
"They'd have treated her wounds!"
"They'd accuse her of being cursed and kill her!"
"You're a fool! She is nothing! A mere human!"
"I can save her!"

They skid to a halt, her bare hand thudding against his chest in a futile attempt to hurt him.
"Hush Drappa, I'm trying to help you..." he murmurs, intently examining the icy mist ahead of him, hearing the snarl, growl and barks of fighting wolves.
"Ice will slow the bleeding, but it will reduce her overall temperature and catching something now will result in a greater chance of infection."
He makes his mind up, crouching down and gently leaning her against a tree as she still beats at his massive hairy arms, tears running down her cheeks as blood streaks down her arm.
He grabs both of her elbows gently, but she gasps, not in pain, but fear, her cries going quiet for a moment.
"Please, stop fighting me, I don't want to hurt you, and I'm not going to let them hurt you either." he croons, trying to speak as close to the common tongue as he can, but the rumbles in his throat make it sound more aggressive than he means it to be, illiciting a whimper from her.
"Ssssshhhhhh..." he whispers, slowly releasing his grip on one arm, guiding the other to her lap, so as not to rest in the mud.
He glances towards the mist, where all had been quiet, then back to her.
"Ah graal voh, Drappa, stren nort." he croons, wiping a tear from her face.

He stands slowly, turning to the mist.
"I won't be long." he says, walking into the mist, determined to end this fight.

[Ragnar Fenris]

Fen heard the crooning from the wolfman, picked up the scent of the wounded human female. He took this information in but it had no place in his current world, the world of blood-lust. The only thing he felt was cold. cold rage, cold flesh, and cold breath. His own by was so cold he could ice forming inside his blood and organs, his regeneration was hard pressed to keep up with the rate of cellular destruction.

As he and Bane came together again, claws slashing, teeth gnashing, he drank his fathers warm blood, counteracting the chill of his Arctic Lullaby and his Berserk Healing. The two wolves broke away from each other and Bane bolted towards the smell of the wounded human, towards Cercius, hoping to use the strange tactic of charging the enemy to escape. Fen followed.

[cptkickercutleg]

One of the wolves begins a run towards Cercius as he approaches, his blood rising to the boil once more as he realises that either the wolf intends to attack him, escape, or harm the girl.
"I don't CARE about her!"
"I do! I won't let her get hurt again!"
He begins to run towards Bane, arms twitching with the urge to tear flesh, his nose flooding with the scent of blood.
"So good...."
If Bane tried to get past Cercius, he'd be in for a nasty surprise, but if he launched himself at the werewolf, he'd likely knock Cercius off balance, but that didn't matter, so long as the girl was safe.

[Ragnar Fenris]

Bane had not expected such a powerful creature for a child. He found himself feeling that disgusting fear once more, and felt it was better to run away, than to feel this fear. He had no interest fighting anyone, but he could tell the pink-skin-wolf was with the pink-thing he had wounded. He knew from experience that most males were highly protective of females, and would put themselves in danger to protect them. He would use the creature to jump over the pink-thing female and head for the river.

Fen was close behind, his every breath made the air snap with cold. He put his eye out running into a stick, but barely had time to growl from the sudden pain before his sight returned. He was eating half frozen animals as he went, mice, squirrels, and rabbits that were too slow to escape the freeze. He could see Bane ahead, and saw the moment the wolf jumped at Cercius, saw what Cercius was doing, and realized his father would escape. He knew the wolf's plan, for he would have used the same plan to escape from an unfair fight.