Lions and Tigers and Bears, Oh My!

fight post 6/

Hattori strained, his talons ripping into grass and tearing it to shreds as he pulled with all his might. Blood rolled down his teeth, dripping down and painting the earth red as the battle drew to it's conclusion. Grinding his teeth, he knew he wasn't doing that much damage since he was holding the scruff, but it must have hurt a lot regardless as every time he changed the pressure of his bite the tiger visibly flinched. It wasn't even really fighting anymore, it's heart was no longer in it and it was ready to cut it's loses. Sensing this Hattori let go and watched as the tiger, with one final snarl, turned and headed off into the greenery just as the lion before had done. Heaving an exhausted breath, he gingerly rolled his shoulder as he inspected his form for any lasting damage and then his gaze moved to the others. Despite the scratches and hits they'd received they all seemed well enough, if not a little short of breath like him.

And now it was finally time to tuck in, each and every wolf present had earned their keep in his eyes, so he didn't mind the idea of sharing. This time.