Post by Apatu on Nov 22, 2018 1:30:30 GMT -5
(((There is violence and gore in the post below. You have been warned.)))
It started so randomly, and quickly. The pups were with another Gildi Kennari, after Ragnar having had them promise to keep all of them in his sight. He decided to patrol the border, the Outlook. And a loner had appeared, a Northbounder, in a very confrontational manner. He had practically demanded to see his leader, wanting to challenge them in a battle of dominance for the highest ranking position. Ragnar had told him he would have to get through him first, and push came to shove, and here they were. Having it out in the middle of the Outlook.
Ragnar knew that only one of them would walk away from this. When it comes to a fight, there is no honor, no code. All that matters is the win and Ragnar takes nothing for granted. Ragnar saw the wolf going for his neck, and he ducked his head, the pair of canines just barely snagging a tuft of his fur. Immediately, he lunged forward and grasped the wolf's upper leg by its' elbow, and yanked it with enough force so that the wolf went tumbling down on its side. Curling up his lip in a snarl that ripped out from his chest, he lunged for the wolf's stomach. But before he reached his destination, he felt jaws clamp around his leg. He felt canines sinking into his flesh, and the pain that seared through him. Though, this only spurred him on, and with a wild look on his eye, he plunged his head down with his jaws wide open and sunk his teeth into the Northbounder's soft, vulnerable stomach.
When it comes to killing, Ragnar either went into it with no intention of doing so, or he went all in. No holding back, and he never ever hesitated. Without having to think about it, he pivoted his head to the side in a violent motion with his teeth still connected to the wolf's stomach, and the gore was immediate. The skin and muscle torn open like butter, and he felt the painful pressure on his leg release immediately and he stood on all four of his paws.
He took in the scene with his good eye. Soft flesh-colored intestines and organs flooded out, glistening at having recently been released from their prison into the air and into the sun. A burgundy colored liquid pool stained the multi-colored leaves and slowly grew in circumference from the source of its bleeding. Glancing towards the wolf's face, a gurgling noise was made as it coughed up blood, convulsing and twitching in agony. Adrenaline was still coursing through Ragnar's body as he took deep breathes and steadied his breathing, feeling the power coursing through his paws as if he took steroids. Before long, its movements had ceased.