With Pace and a Fury Defiant

While the thief was a good deal smaller than himself, they were quick on their paws. Weaving in and out of the massive redwoods and ground cover. Aresenn maintained the space between them, pushing himself to close the distance a half step at a time. He narrowed his gaze to the brush that tugged at his coat- the stinging of thorns cutting through his fur only fueled the cacophony of visceral snarls, barks, and roars that echoed in his mind. Or was that his voice he could barely hear? What could you possibly do? They can smell your weakness from across the forest. You reek of it.

The closer he came to his target, the more he could practically feel the wretched individual's desperation. In a flash of movement, he saw the blur of the bag being discarded off to the side. Perhaps the smaller wolf thought that if it no longer carried the items it stole, it would be allowed to go free. That would never have been the case. Not with the bloodlust that was being demanded by the ever-growing growls that only he could seem to hear. He had never felt such a fury, and he was desperate to silence. To satiate it. What have you to prove? Killer or not, you're still the coward.

When Aresenn came into range, he lunged for the thief's back leg- catching it in his jaws, and bracing himself against the forward momentum they both carried. The gawky black wolf fell forward as its gait was interrupted by the sudden capture of one of its limbs. In the couple seconds it took Aresenn to become convinced of the fate of the stranger's tumble to the forest floor- he released his grip then- descending on the boy- a bit younger than himself now that he was close enough to tell. As the thief attempted to roll over- to face him- perhaps to fight. Aresenn made contact his scraggly throat. As his canines broke flesh, the metallic taste of life leaking into his clamped jaws- it was only then that he registered the pleas of mercy. The roaring in his mind suddenly quiet for the first taste of blood. But it was simply not enough. As his demon returned in full force, as did he.

"Aresenn Praetor"