Something Wicked This Way Comes

Mystic would wince when she felt the body of her father collide with her own. The smell of blood from her sister was enough to keep her going as she stood upon her paws. Though, what shocked the dame next, was seeing the form of Hypnos come into the battle. The splayed paw that plagued the male did not seem to be slowing him down now, and she smiled happily seeing that he was willing to go past his own limits to help save her and her family.

Ashamoro was becoming infuriated by the wolves. He had hated them all, and with his own strength, would kill them all. He knew that that was his purpose in life, and even though he knew that it might be wrong, he certainly didn't give a damn about it.

He snarled and attempted to snap down onto the back of Kar's neck, his eyes showing rage and anger. Mystic would stand up and bolt back into the fight, not caring about if she were to be killed here or not, and soon, she would feel claws run across her ear, yelping as she received a large gash running down her ear as most of it was ripped off with quick and precise accuracy and she hung her head low, eyes closed tightly from the pain.

The attack that Hypnos had made upon him had merely grazed him, but it was enough for him to receive a cut. Mystic winced as blood oozed from the wound, eyes showing pain as she kept one eye closed, the gash barely missing her eye, at least she could still see. Mystic approached Annette and placed her head upon her, nudging her. She could still see Annette moving, this was a good time to protect her as Mystic stood over her incase the wild cat did anything to her again.