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A large, dark figured loomed in the distance. It's long, shaggy fur shaking on the back of it's neck with every step it took. Now... This was a moose. The real character here; Chaesk, was starring at the moose with a watery mouth. She took a confident step forward, then quickly laid down. There's no WAY I can take it down on my own! she told herself in her mind. She licked her paws nervously, then stood again. She slowly stalked forward, her heart thudding in her chest. She was going to try... She was starving, and she had to eat something other than grass! She was no grazing animal, she was a PREDATOR. MEAT is what she craved. She lowered her head, slowly stalking up on the tall beast. It's ears flicked up, then turned its large head to look down at her, the male's antlers glaring in the sun. Seeing the wolf, so small, he simply turned around and took a few steps to the side to see her better. With the movement of the beast, so close to her, Chaesk instantly took off, spooking the moose and making it also run away. She ran for a good while, then stopped, panting. I'll never eat at this rate! Though, there were other options than big game like moose and caribou... Yet, rabbits and other small things never seemed to be around anymore.. She sighed and sat there, her slim body sulking in the morning sun. She sighed in resignation. "I need help..."

Though, closer to the riverside, a large, black and white female stood, looking out at the lake with her head held high. A great reflection came from her orange eyes, seemingly glowing against her fur. The big female brute was known as Akuma. A killer, a fighter, and a wolf that nobody had ever gotten close to. She even killed her own brother just for bragging about the parents she never had. THinking of this even made her mad, as she bared her teeth and spit at the ground in anger. Her blood stained claws dug deep into the ground as she sat there. She was alone; Just like any other time in her life. At this point, she didn't care anymore. Her tongue slightly lolled out of her mouth. This normally happened when she had the urge to kill something. She scanned the lands, spotting a spooked moose about a hundred yards off. She grunted in amusement. In a second, she was gone, sprinting at high speeds towards the running moose. She looked like a blur, her tail flailing wildly behind her. A loud snarl came form the back of her throat as she leaped, her speed carrying her right to the back of the moose. She latched herself onto it's back, sticking her claws into the hind leg. The moose cried in agony and bucked, throwing her off. She darted to the side as a hoof thrust out at her, then leaped at the moose's side. This time, it was a quick, deep bite, before she let go and grasped somewhere else. This move was continuous, and confused the prey. The moose stomped down wherever she had just been, whereas she was already biting the bull somewhere else. She let out a loud snarl again, then leaped at his throat. First try, and she had missed the main target; That one special vein. She got thrown off by the moose's thrashing, and before she could get to her feet, the exhausted bull thrust his antlers at her, throwing her into the air. She wriggled in the air until she repositioned herself, diving right for the neck again. Of course, the moose moved, meaning she snatched it's shoulders in her jaws. She growled in irritation, slammed her paws; And claws, into it's throat, and pulled herself up to the neck, taking one final bite. The moose struggled, but she didn't let go. Everytime the muscles in the neck moved, her grip tightened. Eventually, her teeth met the vein, and the moose fell to the ground, Akuma jumping off before it landed on her. Her fur was stained in blood, the aroma of the substance making her eyes go wide and wild. She quickly dug into her kill, with a slightly battered body, and began to eat her morning meal.

Akuma stopped dead while ripping meat off the rib of the moose. She lifted her head, licked her lips, then narrowed her eyes, flinging her head to look behind her. A loud, menacing snarl arose from the depths of her throat. "Get out here! Wind is against you, I can smell your scent!" she demanded, completely turning around and lowering her head, ready to dash out and attack whoever was in the bushes. One ear was turned backwards, however, just incase somebody tried to steal some meat from behind. The wind blew in her face, instantly bringing more of Spork's scent to her nose. She bared her teeth, tongue slightly sticking out in offence and dominance. Her face was stained with blood, only making her eyes seemingly glow more. She lowered her head even more, looking at the bushes from the top of her eyes. She could see her own blood stained fur above her eyes. She snapped her jaws a few times, showing whoever was in the bushes that they had better leave, or something dangerous was going to happen. She slowly licked more dripping blood from her lips, a menacing look in her eyes, as if she was saying 'This'll be your blood.'

Akuma simply grinned. She raised her head, hackles raised to show that she wasn't backed down or calmed. She walked forward, an eyebrow raised. "Human's shall never step upon these lands again. Not on my watch." she snapped, taking one more step to stand above Spork. She grinned, her blood covered teeth glinting brightly in the light. "You're a pathetic little thing... Aren't you? Half starved, scrawny.. I'm surprised you've lasted this long." Narrowing her eyes in a self feeling of high ranking, Akuma simply looked down at Spork, then back at her own body. She was nice and full bellied, while Spork wasn't near that plump. It only made her feel even more powerful than the smaller female. Easier contact to the bones, if ever need be. They would easily snap within her jaws. She let out a grunt of triumph. She seemed to be the strongest wolf around... She could easily form a pack of her own. Her bright orange eyes stared down at Spork, awaiting her response. Just wish to yourself that you dont make the wrong move in this game...