War Pigs
11-21-2013, 07:29 PM
What in all seven hells was going on? Suddenly the two pups were on top of each other, grappling at flesh, he drew back from the fight, tail tucked and ears folded. He really ought to do something. Really should have stopped the violence before the great and horrific alpha saw the two. "Uhm..Stop...Please." He muttered. "Stop...". They couldn't seem to hear him, and if anything he would only make things worse. He was getting frustrated, getting upset, rage bubbled through his veins. A sharp snarl ripped from his throat suddenly, demanding attention. He raised his tail and pointed his ears forward "What the damn hell is wrong with you two?!" He yelled. "All I wanted was to see the alpha and you turn it into a blood bath!" He chided. "How's a pack supposed to fight off enemies if they're too busy ripping out each other's throats?!" He scolded. Speech, |