The young man is just across Insomnia’s borders, checking on the scent of a group of predators that has been lingering a little too close to the pack. Carefully, he moves into the valley, alert and searching for the coyotes that he had found earlier. Eager to see how Widow’s pups have been fairing, the pale pink man has brought along one that goes by the name of Cadaver. Blue eyes slide over to the moody youth as he softly says, “They’re close. Remember, we don’t have to kill them all, we just need to stay safe.”

It is as much of a warning as he dares to give the pup, wanting Cadaver to know that, above all else, it is important that they make it back to Insomnia unharmed. They come upon the group near the water and he growls threateningly at them, pulling the coyotes attention to himself and, hopefully, allowing the pup time to get himself into a better position.

Enki charges forward, snarling at them as he moves to the nearest one, striking out viciously at its face. The fear that had rooted them in place for a moment is sudden dispelled by the attack and they begin to snap and snarl as the rest of the regroup and turn to face the attacking wolf now stands over their downed member. Eyes flash as he reaches down, quickly and efficiently removing its throat and ending its life. With blood on his lips, he growls lowly at the remain coyotes and readies to attack again.


"Enki Klien"

The orders of Enki were clearly heard, but like many before it, the young pup chose to hear only what he wished. The words 'stay safe' left an unsavoury aftertaste in his mouth, whereas the lesser emphasized part about not having to kill them all seemed more like a delightful suggestion. A dark smile tugged at Cadaver's lips at Enki’s daring display. His gaze flickered between the pack leader and the startled coyotes, watching as chaos unfolded and blood stained the dirt beneath their paws. The scent of copper was in the air, mingling with dust and fear. It was intoxicating.

With a disturbingly eager growl, Cadaver lunged into action without a second thought. Enki’s cautionary words were drowned by the adrenaline-fueled roar in his ears. He moved with a predatory grace, not a pup anymore but a hunter, his dual-toned figure darting through the chaos. Amidst the pandemonium, one particular coyote caught his attention—larger than the rest, its eyes gleaming with a malicious intelligence that matched his own. It snarled defiantly at him, seemingly aware of the threat this oversized pup posed. To Cadaver, it was an unspoken challenge. A test of strength and agility, dominance and control.

Lips curling back in a savage grin, Cadaver charged towards his chosen opponent.

"Cadaver Nightwing"

The dark look in young Cadaver’s eyes is not unfamiliar to Enki and he knows that many among the Insomnia ranks often have that same predatory gleam. Still, seeing it in the eyes of one so young is slightly unsettling to him and he does his best to keep the coyotes attention on himself as the pup zeros in on an opponent. There were four left, including the one that his charge is taking and the man is forced to scramble as the other three try to surround the gutsy pup.

With the taste of blood on his tongue, Enki dives into their midst with the intent to kill to keep Cadaver safe and a small runt is his first victim. Jaws snap closed around its skull, his vice like grip slowly and painfully increasing the pressure as he swings around to show the other two the gruesome display. It screams in pain, trying to smack him and force the wolf to drop the doomed coyote.

A deep growl rumbles in his chest as he suddenly applies extra pressure and, with the sicken snap of bone and one last, pain-filled scream, the creature goes limp in his mouth. Brain matter coats his teeth as Enki tosses the body toward the other two, lips curling dangerously over his teeth as the overwhelmed beasts look at the staved in head of their companion. Taking a threatening step toward them, he darts a glance toward Cadaver to check how the young wolf is doing.


"Enki Klien"

The snarls and yelps from Enki's side did little to distract Cadaver from his own singular pursuit. The sleek, muscular form of the larger coyote held his undivided attention. With a guttural snarl, their clash was swift - his raw strength against the veteran wilderness smarts of the coyote.

The coyote was swift, darting just quick enough to avoid the worst of Cadaver’s lunges. Nevertheless, the dire-sized pup’s size and strength were not to be underestimated. He clipped the creature’s hind leg in one lunge, eliciting a yelp. The coyote retaliated with a fierce bite to Cadaver's shoulder, but the young wolf merely snarled, his gleaming eyes reflecting a chilling disregard for pain. With a snarl of rage, Cadaver leapt onto the coyote's back, catching it just as it was turning to face him again. His jaws closed around its neck, crushing bone and sinew with one powerful crunch. Lifting it partially off the ground, Cadaver shook it violently like a rag doll before hurling its limp form away from him. The acrid taste of blood and fur-coated his mouth, but it did nothing to quell the battle hunger in his eyes. Instead, it fanned the growing flame into a roaring inferno.

His gaze swept around for his next opponent, any semblance of innocence long since replaced by a cruel satisfaction. A reckless thrill coursed through his veins, punctuating every heartbeat with the savage rhythm of the hunt.

"Cadaver Nightwing"

Just as he glances to where Cadaver is, the pup tosses aside the body of his opponent, now dead and defeated. A grin tugs at his lips for moment as he turns his attention back to the last two coyotes rushing toward the now cowering pair. Instinctively, he aims for the larger of the two but he quickly realizes that it is closer to the pup so, instead, angles toward the smaller, closer one. It doesn’t stand a chance as he swallows up the distance in one long stride, jaws seeking and finding the back of the creature’s neck.

It yelps in surprise and fear as he easily lifts its body off the ground, his jaws squeezing and pressing closed its airway. Enki throws it savagely to the ground, stunning the beast and allowing him to shift his jaws until they are now clasped around the front of its throat and, while he could choose to end it quickly, the pale pink man takes the more… cruel approach. For daring to tread so close to Insomnia lands, he slowly cuts of its oxygen, watching the creature struggle and flail as he ends its life.

Only he is certain that it has suffered enough, does Enki lift a paw, planting it against the creature’s back and, with a twist and a jerk, snaps the coyote’s neck. Dropping his dead opponent, he looks over to Cadaver, panting as he gages how the pup had faired. Licking his lips to rid them of some of the blood, he asks, “You good?” Silently he watches the pup, trying to spy exactly what he is feeling in their moment of victory.


"Enki Klien"