BUSTING DOWN THE DOORS

He heard the warning howl from the relative he hated the most. He almost thought about ignoring her completely just to spite her, but when he saw other members of the pack racing by, he frowned and realized that this was serious. He raised his torn ear towards where the others headed and swore he heard the sounds of fighting. Was someone intruding? Honestly he hadn't paid a whole lot of attention to anything going on in the pack anymore these days, but to hell with it. He might as well go see what was going on, right? Turning around, he barked for his companion and together they headed off to see what all the commotion was about.

As the pair reached the treeline, he spotted them. Intruders were coming down on the pack and he wasn't sure how to feel about it. On one hand, he half-hoped that Recluse would get her ass handed to her. That maybe the wolves who'd been practically ignoring his existence (though that thought and resentment was directed at his father more than anything) would learn hard lessons and lose. On the other...he was angry. It had been building up inside since Hannibal abandoned him yet again and since his mother left him. Since Recluse kept picking on him for reasons unknown to him. Since he pretty much felt like he was invisible. Though that was also on account of his keeping to himself because he always felt that way, anyway. Whether it was just in his head or not, he couldn't help the feeling.

With all that building up, he decided to hell with it. Might as well take the anger out on someone while they were here, and at least there wasn't any potential for him to get in trouble for picking a fight with someone that Deathbelle didn't favor...with a battle cry, the tiny wolf wove his way through the fighting wolves and headed straight for the largest one he saw just standing there. A big pale fellow that looked like he needed to get his toes nipped. The earthen dwarf raced towards the beast and aimed to get close enough and use his body like a cannonball as he sought to crash into the male's forelegs and knock him on his face. As he did so, he hoped the male would react slow enough for Gimli to get far enough under him so that he could reach the guys hindleg with his teeth and chomp down on it.

Gimli Ahlberg-Klein vs Song II for Dominance
Round: 1/?
Age: 1yr
Size: Small
Build: Heavy
Companion 1: Norwegian forest cat, Male - Battle - Boosted
Skills: Expert Fighter & Beginner Navigator
Specialty: N/A