Willow Ridge lookin' for heaven, found a devil in me

Most of the pack had gathered to watch the brawl unfolding outside of the main den. A stand off that they all knew or should have seen coming. The pale, scarred Archer pitted against the wraith like guardian, vying for the top spot. Blitz didn't even spare them so much a flick of an ear. To do so would mean a lapse in concentration;plenty enough to give Sven the edge he needed to win. Acidic eyes glinting with heated determination, he released his own snarl in a bubbling hiss. If his opponent wanted to play rough in duking it out for his rank, then so be it.

His exposed teeth gnashed on empty air as Sven's clamped onto the loose skin of his neck. The Mizuno knew better than to thrash, lest he inflict further injury upon himself. So, he turned towards tactics that were a little more unconventional. He widened his stance, digging his paws in firmly against the ground. As Sven yanked, Blitz bucked. Hard. His broad shoulders would ram into the exposed chest and throat of the male if he didn't act in time.

Freyja is just watching and can be skipped.

A commotion outside of the den roused her from her mid afternoon nap. Clearing the sands of sleep from her oceanic eyes, she lifted her head and peered towards the light. She gnawed at her lip, brows pinched in annoyance. What was all that growling and snarling about? She smelled the aroma of food, but that was of little interest to her right now. Dragging herself up off the ground, she turned to creep into the deeper parts of the den for some privacy.

But then she heard the voice of her father. If he was involved in whatever was going on outside, then she needed to know about it. Besides, it sounded serious. Emerging from the shadows of the den, what her blue eyes saw shocked her. Her daddy and Sven appeared to be fighting. She could sense that it wasn't about the food. Freyja was a perceptive girl. Her dad and Sven had swapped ranks, but not by choice. She knew just as well as the others, that the tip top of the hierarchy was not where he belonged. But that didn't make him any less great a man. She would always support him and love him no matter his placement. Without a word she climbed atop the natural outer roof of the den and sat down without a word, a silent spectator.

Blitz moved in reaction to Sven's urging, but not down as he'd put his muscle into. The man lurched forward instead, and the Archer met him without hesitation or reserve. Backing up a few steps with the sea wolf's momentum lessened the blow, and once the energy of the counter-attack fell away, Sven grappled. Never did his teeth release Blitz's nape, and his long, strong arms hooked round the other's shoulders. Now he not just the entirety of his upper body strength, but his own weight as well to drive the other wolf downward in one great shove.

If that didn't work, his forelegs would have to come back to the ground. Lest he wanted to just fall onto Blitz; that might work.

For all his focus on the tussle between his father and Blitz, Adeltra's nudge and nip startled him. His ears shot forward his gaze snapped to her face. More faith? Yeah, he probably should but... his silver gaze roamed back to the scars on his father's face. It was his fault all of this had happened, he just wanted so badly to help fix it. Instead of standing by and watching his dad clean it all up for him.

Still, she was right. Begrudgingly, he stepped back to show his resolve to wait this out.

Sven would get what he wanted. Down the inky Mizuno went, but not without a fight. Inch for inch he fought back, pressing his full weight forth to try and keep the Archer at bay. When his legs gave out, his chest connecting with the earth beneath him, it seemed clear that this fight was over. But Blitz had been given the role as head guardian for a reason. And he'd prove it. In one last desperate attempt, he twisted his neck violently to one side, possibly slicing himself open under the hold of Sven's teeth.

With ear piercing snarls escaping his gullet, his teeth sought the target of an exposed, pale foreleg. If he could bite down, he'd twist hard and throw the other off balance to lose his footing.

Her movements seemed to snap the boy out of his condition, attention snapping to her face where she held a small smile and a lifted brow. After a moment, he seemed to concede and his posture loosened. He took a step back with quite the unhappy look, but it was still progress. She stayed where she was, moving to sit back on her haunches to watch the events unfold. It was surely intimidating, seeing the two veritable giants going at it. There was so much snarling, and their moves were so well maneuvered, that she felt a shiver go down her spine. She made a mental note to never get in either of their ways. She pitied the fool who made an enemy out of either one.

not looking for some fairytale bliss

Many of the pack members had come to find out what the ruckus was outside the den. As she looked around she found that three of the ridge's pups had come to see but where was Avella. She took notice of her son's reaction to what was going on with his father and she couldn't blame him. It took a big part of her to stay where she was. Leotie wanted to believe that Blitz wouldn't harm Sven hut the truth of the matter was she still didn't know much about him.

Adeltra told Scully to have faith in his father and she couldn't help but agree. The new mother lowered her head and nuzzled her son's cheek, “He's going to be okay. Sven is strong and he will take his rightful place as he's done before.” She had seen him take the role of alpha enough times to know this wouldn't be the end of Sven Archers Reign in Willow ridge.

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Sven had been prepared for his maneuver to fail, but it couldn't be said that he was surprised to feel Blitz's bulk slowly give way beneath the heavy pressure of the Archer's muscled mass. After all, his confidence might have been shaken, but it was far from gone; he was still as self-assured as he'd always been, and confident that regardless of how long it took, he would win back his title.

When the Mizuno connected with the earth, Sven thought the match done. Perhaps that was foolish of him. His teeth released the other man's nape just before Blitz would make his surprising move, body already in gear to turn and take part in the meal that had started this all. The momentum meant there was a lag between him becoming aware of the guardian's movement and any sort of reaction, giving Blitz the opportunity needed to clasp his jaws around Sven's leg.

His silver eyes widened in realization a second before gravity took its turn. Sven's shoulder hit the ground hard, teeth clenching. His legs kicked out and he flopped up onto his side then stomach, before he fixed Blitz with a glare.

"Dick."

The dark woman with piercing yellow eyes, Lilith, came along into the den area then and offered Ravenna a dip of her muzzle for a good morning to which Ravenna silently returned. By now, Leotie had gone up along her side and followed then after by her son, who's hackles rose and eyes narrowed on the dueling pair. He was perhaps concerned, nervous, irritated, and Ravenna only met this with a silent lifting of her lips to show the fronts of her teeth. It was Adeltra who came to his side and spoke and then of course his mother whom would be the one to explain the situation, all new to the pup.

Ravenna's liquid metal eyes lifted then, watching her daughter bound and perch herself atop the roof of the pack den and then they shifted back to the fight, ears twisting to listen to Leotie insure her son of Sven's victory. Sven was easily seen a the most dominant wolf of the pack but it was yet to be determined if he would be the strongest as the battle went on. Surely he was, Ravenna couldn't not lay doubt on her nephew though Blitz, as the lead Guardian of the pack and the second, would make sure that his leader was well enough in order to take the position back.

Soon, Blitz body slammed into the dirt, placing him into a vulnerable position that would likely state the end of the spar. As thought to be finished, having pinned down his opponent, Sven turns to the Pack's breakfast. Yet Blitz reaches out to grasp one of Sven's ankles in an attempt to pull his opponent into the same felled placement and succeeds with an ease. Ravenna lifts, her own hackles rising, her tail lifting. Now having fully woken the coming end to his spar excites her, drawing her in like a moth to flame. She barks and growls out, prancing around the two fallen men without hesitating to poke, prod and nip at them playfully now that the challenge was over.