Killing Game!

Kichi grinned brightly as he saw Alastor approaching.  Admittedly, where Kichi felt so cold about most of the world there was a bright spot in life and it was called Alastor.  It was the grey wolf's own fault for not having more friends, he knew it but there was something in Kichi that refused to risk trusting another with friendship.  Alastor was family, truly trusted, and loved family.  Relm was, was, well something also.

The grin turned darker as Al asked what they were up to.  “There’s a bear not too far away.  I thought it was about time you and I killed something together.  Make it a game for more fun?  Whoever does the most damage wins.  Scored by the number of bites and how deep they are.”  That did mean it might be best to not bite anything too vital right away.  Couldn’t let the game end overly soon, right?  No harm in playing with the prey.

This wouldn’t only be fun but he could prove to Alastor how much stronger he was.  Kichi didn’t give a damn about anyone's opinion of him, except for Al.

"Kichi"