OOC: Completely understandable! :)

Anger, a flash of pain, the metallic scent of blood - Everything seemed to almost go in stop-motion for the male as Indru pulled away from his shoulder. His attention was divided, glancing away from the real threat - and Maicoh took that chance. He swung about - going for the younger of the two, seeking to sink sharp incisors into hip, ribs, anything he could reach with the young Triell still attached firmly to his neck fur. The pain from his shoulder wound was a constant throbbing pain, but he refused to acknowledge it just now.. He had to dislodge this wolf sized tick before he could deal properlly with the alpha of the small group.

Perhaps it was silly of him to attack the youngling first, but should he have moved to stand toe to toe with the larger male of the Swift River wolves without doing so... he would certainly fall. He chanced that Triell's hind quarters were in range - as his jaw was closed in his neck...unless he released his hold - the lad was easily within striking distance. If he could sink fang into the hide of the smaller youngling, he would do his best to cause as much damage as possible in that singular bite. Including wrenching his head back and forth like a dog worrying a bone, or flinging about a stuffed toy. Should he manage to do so - his head and face would be buried in the youths skin and fur - protecting it temporarily from harm. Should he miss with his attack...however..

The attack on his jugular was not unwarranted, nor was it unexpected. One of two things might happen...The first, he had the smaller lad in his jaws and pivoted, releasing the young Tainn to fly, stumble or fall before his elder and with luck, give Maicoh a chance to escape. Three to one odds simply wouldn't do....they wouldn't do at all. The second, he still had a yearling attached to his fur and instead would duck his head and roll his shoulders into the charge of the alpha male. Thus preventing the attack on one of the most vulnerable parts on his person. His goal...was to get the other wolf above him so that he could lift himself up, and in the process...toss the other male.

OOC: Okay.. so.. Let me know if I should change this... I didn't want to make assumptions on either front as far as what's going on attacks/counter attacks and such. Basically, if Switch allows Maicoh to bite Triell.. then Maicoh would use him as a meat shield...essentially and try to swing around with enough force to send him stumbling towards Indru.. maybe trip him! >:3 If he *DOESNT* bite Triell because Triell dodged..or let go, then Maicoh would try to get UNDER Indru's charge and Indru himself.. and try to offbalance/throw him by straightening. I ...think that's about what I imagined. Please let me know if I misinterpreted anything you guys posted as well or if there are problems/confusion with this post. ^_^

Gone Tomorrow

The noise level was almost unbearable at this point; five wolves were growling and snarling, in general just making a racket. It would be enough to scare off even the most innocent of those passing by. With any luck, it would do the job of preventing others from joining the fray, and these two would leave and spread the word that the Swift River wolves were strong and in no way willing to let their land be treated as free. Especially not be wolves so lacking in intelligence as these two apparently were. Rather than leaving, they were attempting to put up a fight. Even the she-wolf, who had successfully been rolled off her feet thought it was in her best interest to try and attack Cori. But the Swift River subordinate was more than ready for the attack, having landed prepared for such a counterattack. She turned her shoulder into the attack, at the same time turning her head teeth flashing in the light. She felt only some pain as the loner's teeth made contact with her shoulder, but it was only momentarily, as Cori leaped away, light on her feet. The lone wolf was unable to grab any tight grip, her attack useless.

Lunging after her, Corinna's teeth were parted, and as the loner turned tail and fled, the subordinate was almost sure that she made contact on the flank of her opponent. But if she did, she didn't hold on for any length of time, and was satisfied to watch the female run back into the trees, away from the territory she had intruded upon. Whirling, the gray female headed towards the fray with the three males, adding her snarls to those of Indru and Triell. She circled behind Maicoh, hackles bristling. Fangs bared, the subordinate lunged, hoping that her attack on the lone wolf's flank would be successful as he was reoccupied with her pack mates.

OOC: Maicoh is not the smartest wolf in the bunch..XD

At least one of these wolves would be leaving with a reminder that he was no pushover, the feeling of victory when his teeth sank through flesh was short lived. The two larger wolves had moved in, the female from behind..the large male in a frontal charge. His reason for fighting was gone, however, with the safe disappearance of the young female he had originally stopped in this land. Had his brother been here, he would have called a halt to the fighting by now - He generally had the more.. calculating of the two minds. Maicoh moved backwards to avoid the males attack, only to find himself hindered by the female. Both of their jaws found purchase on his hide and he wriggled to get free.

Of course, he doubted they would let him escape with just those simple wounds - the bites to his neck and haunches.. But perhaps he might be able to escape with his life.. The male did his best to free himself, and should he manage to get loose, he intended to turn tail and run - following Makita's escape path into the forest. Of course, he refused to yelp as he ran.. Such things were beneath him - but the original attacks had wrenched a whine from the brutes maw. Now..if he could just get *FREE*...

Gone Tomorrow

Her attack was successful, and Cori held on for dear life, her teeth sinking further and further down. The she-wolf's mouth was filled with the fur from his flank, and her ears rang with the satisfaction of his whimper. But she held her grip for only a moment before she pulled back, leaping backwards to avoid any retaliation. She was lucky in that aspect as there was none forthecoming. The Swift River wolves had successfully managed to defend their territory - the female had already left and the brute would be close on her heels. Snarling after him, the subordinate's fur was still standing straight out, making her look bigger and hopefully more intimidating. Her brow was crinkled as she watched where the two had disappeared, looking for signs of their bodies.

Satisfied that they were gone, the female grunted and turned her attention first to Triell. The lone wolf had managed to find purchase in Triell's young body, and Cori felt annoyance lash up within her again. What had they done? Approaching him, she once again entered his space as she had when they had first met. However, this time her muzzle was looking for the wound. Finding the ripped patch of skin, she met Triell's eyes and whimpered at him, wanting to reassure him that all would be well. Salmon colored tongue left her mouth and made contact with the youth's wound. Licking it for a few moments, she nuzzled the side of her head against Triell, wanting to offer him comfort. "You did well, Triell," she told him, satisfied that she had done what she could for the wound. Stepping back, she smiled at him, and let her tail wag for only a few seconds before stilling. Turning her attention to Indru, she approached the big male, though she was cautious. Her own flesh wound forgotten, she took a step closer. She wasn't sure if the lone wolf had managed to injure her alpha, but she did not want it to go without being comforted if he had. "Are you okay, Indru?"