OOC: OOOoO Let the dirt flying begin! :)

Not only was the pup joined by one wolf.. but by TWO... Maicoh lifted his lips to show off his teeth as he whirled to face the male of the group.. the older male. He had taken a step in front of Makita, putting the younger female behind him and his bulk, fangs and jaws between her and the other wolves. He had no assumptions that he would beat all three wolves.. but despite his.. not so nice intentions, he had no such thoughts about letting Makita get injured for him stopping her during her play in the snow. The multi-colored tail curled up over his back as he cut loose with his own blood curdling snarl in answer to Indru's. He shifted his stance into a more balanced one, easy to move to one side or the other as his fur stuck out like a porcupines - making his already large size larger.

"I've no such intentions of leaving without assuring our safe departure.... I will not allow them to lay tooth or claw on your hide." His voice was low and graveling with the force of his growl, those ice blue eyes locked on the alpha male of Swift River. The pink tongue swept out and licked over his nose before the snarl resumed, his jaw opened just enough to bare all of the white teeth to view. Despite his seeming single-minded concentration on the largest of the three wolves.. he wasn't unaware of the others that had surrounded him. If Makita was able to make tracks and escape, he would follow..only after ensuring their safety. He'd met this kind before.. and was this kind - and wouldn't hesitate to take a chunk of hide to ensure the loner would remain gone.

Gone Tomorrow

The subordinate was not here to play games. She did not frankly give two hoots about what these wolves were doing in Swift River territory. She barely heard the female speak, not that it mattered. The younger she-wolf was clearly an idiot. There was snow all over Relic Lore, the forest was coated with the damn stuff. There was absolutely no reason for the lone wolf to enter pack lands to play in the snow. Though she seemed to at least have enough intelligence to realize that she needed to get out of here. Cori and Triell weren't playing around; trespassing was a serious offense. When she had committed the same error, she had been marked for it for weeks. She would see to it that these two left with similar reminders.

Not that she would have to. She could smell him before she saw him, though her eyes never once left the intruders. Cori could hear his snarls, and she was thankful that she would not be on the losing end of this confrontation. He flew in like superman coming to save the day, and he wore his authority like a crown. He spoke no words, but every wolf there would know what he meant. But that didn't seem to matter. The lone male was making demands now, and the subordinate growl's heightened in disgust. He had no right to demand anything. He was on pack lands. Trespassing on pack lands. He had forfeited his rights when he took one false step across the border. As had the female.

Ready to end this so she could return home, Corinna sidestepped Indru, coming up on his left. Her growls escalated to snarls, and her green eyes targeted it on the yearling female, the one who had been caught playing in the snow. For all of their talk of Triell being a pup, the lone female barely qualified as an adult herself. Muscles tensing, fur bristling, Cori sprang forward, teeth bared. Her jump landed short intentionally, a few feet from the female, but it should have had the effect she wanted, her teeth clicking together menacingly, the metallic click barely audible over the various snarls. "Run."

OOC: Okay guys.. I've never really done more than 1-1... so you'll have to tell me if I powerplay.. I'd be glad to edit posts! :)

The false lunge at Makita brought an answering one from Maicoh as he shifted his weight to his hind quarters and jumped over Makita. He landed once more between her and the other wolves, snapping his jaws at the female in warning, his own warning to Makita came in a growl. "Get going, girl!" The yearlings attack came in from the left, and the large male began to move right to avoid it - only to find the yearling already there. He certainly had a speed advantage over his own, but as he'd been moving to the right, the young wolfs attack landed him a bite on the thick scruff of fur around his shoulders. Instead of turning to bite the yearling as he intended, the larger male rushed forward, snapping at his left shoulder. Pivoting with the yearling attached to his fur would be rather... hard, but he chanced it and threw all of his weight into turning left to face this new threat, jaws open to meet the other males.

With any luck, and a small miracle, the grip the yearling had would be ripped away, and he would have enough momentum from his effort to pull away to face Indru in time. If not, then Indru might find a chance at the thick fur around the wolfs shoulders and throat. If the yearling *COULDN'T* be dislodged, then he would move as fast and the other male would find purchase in his left shoulder. If the yearling he had sought to keep safe stayed...then he would simply leave her - she was worth a few holes in his hide if he could turn her to his way of thinking.. but not worth his death. There were other young yearlings who were... just as gullible..

Gone Tomorrow

They didn't get it. That much was blatantly clear. They continued to put up a front, as if somehow the Swift River wolves owed them safe passage through what was claimed territory. The yearling that Cori now confronted was nothing if not stupid. She professed that she could not leave, not without her counterpart. Which would be a mistake. The subordinate didn't have to look to see that Indru and Triell would handle things. Indru had just gotten into a fight with Ruiko and come out of it doing just fine, and both of the Tainn brothers were more intelligent and better fighters than this trespassing scum. But they just didn't understand. Despite Corinna's teeth glinting menacingly, literally inches from the other female's face, she refused to move. She was whimpering, not exactly doing anything productive for her case.

Her sudden leap did absolutely nothing, her male companion jumping in front of her and better available to the attacks of Indru and Triell. Cori took advantage of the male's distraction, and maneuvered around him. The lone she-wolf had lowered herself, and the subordinate took advantage of her opponents lowered position. Lunging, this time she was not so nice. Her teeth were bared, but she made no attempt to bite the other female, but instead met her shoulder to shoulder. The impact should have been forceful enough to at least roll the other she-wolf off of her feet; Corinna's superior size and weight should have seen to that. Her own preparedness for the impact caused her to land solidly on her feet, but she didn't waste a moment, and was quick to turn her head to watch for any counterattack if there was one coming. If there was, the next move would not be so kind, the lone wolf would feel Cori's teeth, a permanent reminder of her own stupidity and absentmindedness.