Would you look at that? A tiger, laying right there. Unsuspecting. Or was it? The wind shifted and the cat looked his way. Merrick grinned and the feline snarled. It was on. Rushing past with the lake on his left, the amaranthine gent and the striped beast met in midair. They crashed together and Merrick was knocked backwards by the sheer bulk of the tiger, but he didn't fall. His hind paws merely scraped along the earth until he regained his footing. Claws bit into the neck of the cat as Merrick bit into its face. The pair thrashed and kicked, sending up a cloud of dust.

"Merrick Mendacium"

Kichi prowled about on the hunt for something to kill. The grey wolf didn’t care whether it was prey or predator, it was just about spilling blood and gaining more talent. The scent of another wolf and tiger came to him and Kichi ran towards the scent. There they were, in what looked like a fun fight. The wolf didn’t look like it was concerned about getting help but hopefully, he wouldn’t mind some either.

Torch was following behind Kichi, the grey wolf’s natural small shadow. The small water deer paused though at the sight of it being a cat Kichi was planning to fight again. Torch wasn’t keen on cats. Funny how a bear wasn’t scary yet these were.

Kichi wrapped around so that when he ran in to help he could come up from the backside. The wolf slammed into the cat’s back shoulder. Sure, Kichi couldn’t really throw the tiger off balance enough for fighting alone but being jounced by the wolf right now might give it a moment of hesitation the stranger could use to his advantage. Regardless, after jouncing into the tiger Kichi lowered his head to sink his teeth into the upper thigh of the bite leg, crushing down into it.

"Kichi"

Teeth and claws bit into the cat and Merrick could feel claws biting into himself as well. That was until a second wolf joined the fun. With the grey lad slamming into the tiger, it released its hold on Merrick out of shock. The black and purple beast pushed off of the cat's chest, leaping backwards and putting distance between himself and the other predator. A guttural growl pulled from Merrick, his already thick coat bristling, making him look larger. As the boy kept the tiger distracted with his bite, the older wolf dove forward again, this time sinking his teeth into the side of the felines neck where he proceeded to thrash his big, blocky skull back and forth, tearing through the striped pelt and the vitals beneath.

"Merrick Mendacium"

The other wolf had gotten free of his frontal lock from the tiger and was now going for the neck. The leg Kichi had been ripping open was having a hard time staying upright. Once more a neck attack was more dangerous to the tiger than his back legs, no matter how important legs are. Kichi let go of the leg but only to sink his fangs into his other back leg.

The tiger attempted to turn about for Kichi realizing the danger of two back legs down, but the neck was a too lethal spot for him to ignore Merrick. Kichi grabbed the tiger’s leg firmly in his mouth and jerked back. The leg he had already taken out couldn’t give the support for the tiger to stay upright, it started to tip, Kichi jerked again and the tiger’s back end gave out on him.

Tiger was down, soon to be dead between them.

"Kichi"

The boy knew what he was doing and took out the legs. Merrick meanwhile continued to rip at the cats neck. Teeth repositioned more than once, biting and tearing with shakes of the brute's great skull. The huge talons that Merrick possessed helped to hold the cat into place. Blood was pouring from the wounds as the canine and feline fought. The tiger knew that it was lost and attempted to curl in on itself, swiping out where it could. It was all too little, too late.

Releasing the tiger, Merrick stepped back, tongue lolling from a bloodied mouth as he stood and watched the tiger die. "Well done, boy," the much older brute complimented.

"Merrick Mendacium"

As the cat went down Kichi bit along the back spine for good measure.  It might not have even been necessary at that point with Merrick also destroying it upfront.  Still, Kichi scraped with his paws at the back even as his mouth dug in, eventually being rewarded for going through skin and muscle and finding bone.  Kichi would have tried to bite into it but the cat wasn’t fighting back.  A second later Kichi had to realize it wasn’t even moving

Stupid cat.  It died overly fast.

Kichi nodded to Merrick, “Thanks.” Kichi enjoyed killing, had enjoyed killing ever since the day he’d felt dead inside.  The killing was even better now that there was a maddening rage that dwelt within Kichi.  It hibernated more lately content to wait for a fight but the moment a fight started he remembered how he wanted to kill.  He wanted to rend flesh, chew through muscle, feel his enemies blood coating him, and not stop until the last beat of their heart was done.

Except hers.  If she was still alive he’d hurt her and hurt her and in the end let her die slowly, let her suffer every single moment of pain waiting for death.  She was already dead though.  So he killed other things in her place.  “You too.”

"Kichi"