Plotting

OOC: He killed the puppies of his enemies. Blue is shtill young so he can teah him to be EBIL

Gaoth moved, throwing his aim off. The wolf missed and she whipped around with a paw outstrecthed, knowing she would miss her target. She made it a false alarm, as soon as her paw hit the ground, she lunged forward to land on the wolf. She hoped to make him fall with her greater weight.

ooc: dammit. Well why not take him hostage, then?

ooc: um...why?

OOC: Oh noez! Yorkie's chase squirrelz! I think Africa just froze over! XD

IC: Trinket pounced on it's tail.

The wolf laughed at the dog's clumsy attempt to land on him. He moved aside swiftly, then pounced as soon as she laned. He lent forwards and grinned. "You can't win. You may be big, but your still just a lumbering pet. Your not swift. Your not smart. Your not a killer."

Gizmo ordered, "Trinket! Leave these dogs to their foolishness! We are leaving."

Gaoth took on his weight. "I may not be, but I still know how to fight." she snarled, she went up to the chruch wall and rammed her side against it, hopefully hurting Kestrel.

By the time the dog had stood Kestrel was already half way to the door. "See? Your so stupid your hurting yourself. I have no need to do anything." Because she had rammed herself so hard, she was probably bleeding. Maybe not. Almost certainly she was hurt though.

Trinket frowned, and got off the squirrel. She followed Gizmo.

ooc: because I want him to be talen hostage. *nods*

Soluia heard Kestrel's voice as she followed his scent, a fawn in her jaws. "Kestrel?" she called. She dropped the fawn and trotted into the tall gray church, eyeing the white puppy stuck in the wooden doors as she passed. It whined. As she entered, Kestrel's white coat flashed past as he sparred with a dog. Her tail wagged as she sat, watching intently, ready to spring if he needed help. He probably wouldn't, though.

"Shouldn't you help?" Trinket asked, as they were leaving.
Gizmo ignored her and kept going.

Kestrel saw his follower Soluia at the door. He gave a savage growl as a welcome and turned back to look at the dog. "You fight like a squirrel."

Gaoth stood unhurt. Her fangs gleamed as she charged after the wolf. "Fight you coward!" she snarled. Her anger consumed her and she was back to the days when she fought for her life for human entertainment.

Trinket's ears perked up. "Squirrel? Where?!"
Gizmo was about to say something, but she ran back.

Kestrel laughed and moved out the way again. "Why is intelligence called cowerdice? Maybe it is only called that by those who do not understand it's concept, such as you."

ooc: UH OH O.O

Soluia watched as the small dog zoomed past, and took off after it. "A snack," she snarled.

"Maybe because it's you that is running from your own fears." Gaoth retorted sharply. "This fight isn't over wolf." she once again challenged.

Trinket looked confused. "There's no squirrel here..."

ooc: Soluia is chasing Trinket...

The wolf blinked. "You are a dog. Your stamina is not as great as mine. Eventually you will begin to get tired and I will be able to kill you." He gave a yawn and side-stepped out the way.

Trinket heard the wolf. "Uh-oh!" SHe started running.

"Then kill me." Gaoth stared at the wolf, standing in front of him. Of all her days in fighting, she'd never lost. Her stamina had been blocks built upon blocks. She was evenly matched.

She snapped at the Yorkie's heels, gaining on it quickly. SHe lunged forward and grabbed the small dog by it's scruff.

"I can wait." He growled, a sinister smile plastered on his face. Without warning, he sprang forward, jaws parted. His aiming was almost perfect and he should hit.