Neilix slunk through the forest, his paws catching on the prickly undergrowth, he flattened his ears with displeasure; they needed to stay silent. The assault was essential to drive the assailants off the land that was once theirs.
Up ahead he could hear the faint drone off action in the core of the enemy's camp. Biting down onto his lip, he halted, not daring to breath, concerned that if he did it would expose his position to the guards watching near by.
He stalked ahead, keeping his back level with the underbrush, and sucked in his stomach as to prevent his belly fur from dragging across the leafy surface. He lifted his tail so it hovered just above the fallen russet foliage and he spread his paws to the full extent of their size as to silently flatten the leaves rather than snap them.
Neilix shivered as his shiny black nose emerged into the moonlit clearing. He gave the signal and the warriors moved in, circling round the slumbering wolves they readied themselves to make the death blow to the back of their necks, fangs hovering above there necks waiting for Neilix to make the first move. A shudder of sickness raveled up his spine, should I not give them a chance? He sighed and shook his head
"No" he whispered his voice hardening as he persuaded himself
"They need to die for all the pain they caused us."
Neilix inhaled one more breath before sinking his blade like teeth into the rear of the golden wolf's neck, he winced as they punctured the bone between the wolf's shoulder blades.
"How could I be so brainless?" He gasped with dismay
The canine shuddered and snapped his jaws at Neilix's neck attempting to kill him. But fell back with a yelp of pain, as the bone Neilix had shattered dug into his muscle. Neilix gave a rye smile and put his paw on his throat he applied pressure, not allowing the wind pipe to take in air he watched as the golden furred wolf died a word raised from his black lips
"Pain comes to those with no mercy…."
Echoes of enraged battle surrounded him as the many other wolves woke to find their leader dead, they stared in horror at his corpse until they were knocked over and killed, unable to fight back because of there shock, those who did were soon out numbered and realized that the feat was impossible and attempted to flee with there offspring but where soon dragged out of life by Neilix's warrior's teeth and claws.
Neilix noticed a litter of four pups cowered with fear as their parents and family where murdered around them, blood splattered their pale fluffy pelts there eyes wide as they gazed up at him in fear, Neilix bared his teeth at them
"Leave 'cublings' battle is no place for pups, even ones as savage as you"
he grasped one of the pups, a female, and hurled her toward the entrance of camp
"Go daughter of savages! You shall live, yes. You shall live to be warning to all those who do wrong to my pack, give them this message, will you?" he said posing it as if it were a request rather than a command. He lunged forward tearing off the tip of the female's ear. She scrambled to her feet and glared at him. The alpha was surprised at the she-wolves bravery and said again his voice deathly cool with impatience
"This is not your battle, leave now!" The she-wolf turned and raced out of the clearing, her siblings quickly imitated her and darted away.
The alpha lifted his head gallantly and surveyed the bloody clearing. All of the bodies that lay motionless belonged to the 'forest-ones'. He smiled flicking his tail and led the wolves away, he paid no respects to the dead around him, his duty was done, and it was time to head home, a glorious celebration awaited his return along with his official title as alpha. Together he his father, and brother would take back the jade fields of Bjarkloy that the near-extinct forest wolves had stolen from them.
Neilix smirked down at the golden heap that once held the spirit of the 'forest-one's' leader. He spat upon his remains and spoke his voice sharp with impertinence, spiteful with cocky victor.
He glanced up sharply as a raindrop needled into his shoulder. He furrowed his brow confused at the sharp pain that continually splattered onto his body he growled and ducked is head trying to get away from the pain. Thunder crackled in the sky and a deep thundering voice cascaded outward from the dark clouds above head. The warriors surrounded Neilix ears back in confusion they could not feel the rain or hear the voice of great Canis himself.
Neilix writhed in pain, each droplet felt like a blade digging into his flesh.
"Merciless fangs," he said addressing him directly "executioner of my son. He being among those bounded by mortal flesh, you gave not the chance for him to rise and face his enemy, you tore his life away as one would a hare slumped forward in drunken slumber. For this mortal worshiper of thine you shall be punished; for a thousand days and a thousand nights restless hunger will brutalize your gaze, the only quenching of the endless obis of yearning is the succulent, crimson life liquid that flows from the veins of your mortal tissue, its impure energy; mud compared to the silver iqire that courses under my gleaming fur."
A flash of lightning resonated down from the sky striking the alpha down "beware thee, Neilix Bran'son, for you have scratched only the surface of my wrath a mere beetle like you can easily be rolled onto your dark ebony back and left to wave your legs around until starvation takes hold and your bones rattle in the restless winds"…..