Blood in the water

Chade had no clue who this smaller wolf was, but he wasn’t about to complain to some help in the uneven fight.  Sure, he was becoming a decent fighter but the odds here stunk.  She seemed pretty small but he had to be impressed when she used her paws rather like some primate and with a sharpened blade sliced into the hound's hamstring.  

The numbers were quickly growing better.  The large blue wolf turned sideways just in time to snap his teeth at a bulldog-like muzzle before Chade himself got bit.  It wasn’t an ideal bite for doing damage, so Chade let go to position himself better.  The first bite had been mostly to not let the bulldog bite him.  It wasn’t as large as the other dogs but there was no doubt about the thick muscles it had.

The bulldog attempted to bite Chade’s hind leg and the wolf twisted about, biting for the bulldog but it also stepped back.  Chade lunged in, not done with his attack, and had more success the second time, biting into its neck. The dog tried to pull back and Chade held fast for another moment before letting go.  The fool wasn’t fleeing as Chade had helped.  Chade had hoped to turn his attention to help Scylla with any dogs focusing on her.  Well, she seemed competent on her own.


"Chade"