Themis;

Seeing the wolves lining up in front of her and her pack, the woman couldn't help but narrow her eyes, They all seemed ready. They were ready for anything that Tarben, Sindri, or Nightingale threw their way. The woman gave one final look towards Mabbit, before glancing behind her at her pack. She gave them a nod, looking back forward, and raising her maw. "Amberbjorne, attack with all you have." She commanded, surging forward with her pack on her heels. The woman quickly dove for a member of Tarben, a tall orange colored femme, mist surrounding her. Soraya, the Queen of Tarben. The Queen quickly tackled the Tarben girl, making sure that she hit the woman hard enough. Teeth bared, the sunset Queen dug her claws into the womans side, attempted to keep her down. She justed hoped Beartooth wouldn't tackle her back. The Queen landed some good swipes, knowing that Soraya would be fighting back. The Amberbjorne Queen struggled, feeling Soraya flip her over, before slamming her body weight down on her front foreleg, and Themis could feel something snap. Pain rushed through her, but the adrenaline was pumping through her body, enough to be able to get up, and continue the fight.

Deimus;

The Prince stood next to his mother, glaring in front of him at the wolves who opposed him. He searched for Phobus in the crowd, but couldn't seem to find the nightmare shrouded brute in the bunch. Too cowardly to even show up? Demius thought, teeth bared in a snarl as he lowered his head. He waited for his mothers call, before he rushed forward, quickly finding a target. He didn't know their name, only knowing that they were a member of the opposing side. He tussled, his white fur becoming splattered with blood as began tearing. He dug is teeth into the side of a male he was opposed against, claws raking against the brutes face. When the hit came back, Demius flinched back as he felt blood begin to drip from below his eye. "You'll pay for that, you b a s t a r d" The man groweled out, jumping back into the battle.

Xolmin;

Xolmin was surprised to hear he would be on the front lines along with Themis, Mabbit, Yesimire, and Jack. He was a newer member, but somehow had earned his place here. Both Demius and Yesimire had trained him well in the means of battle. He knew his place, he knew what he was supposed to do. But was it normal to feel fear? His body was tense with anticipation before Themis called, but as soon as she did, he surged forward and singled out a male from the opposing side. Quickly, he managed to take down the brute in a swipe, keeping his body on top of the mans. The boy seemed to be a bit shocked by the sudden tackle, but Xolmin had inticipated this. Anger flashed through his eyes as he felt the man cut into his front foreleg, but Xolmin was ready for that. In a flash, the man sunk his teeth into the boys neck, feeling the arteries burst from the pressure. The man made a shreik, but Xolmin had him pinned down. Even through the struggle, the Amberbjorne Sigma held his ground, keeping the man in place. He shook, gnawed, and the taste of iron and sweat entered his lips. He could feel the rapid pulse of the man below him, before the boy went limp. He could feel the life draining from his body. Finally, he let go, lips stained red from the blood. It dripped down his chest, as well as the cut on his leg. Kicking the body aside, Xolmin hopped right into the battle, ready for his next victim. [Death of Kruam]

Khas;

He'd grown up in this pack, they'd taken him in when he really needed it. Khas was ready to fight for them, truly in their time of need. He knew of Phobus' actions against the pack, the lives he'd taken, and the mental decline he caused the Princess of Dawnshire. He wasn't directly connected, but he was ready to fight. As Themis gave the command, he rushed forward with the rest of his pack, ready to take on the world with them. He found himself in the midst of the battle, picking out one girl to spar with. She was quick on her feet, but he didn't know who she was. He managed to land a few good swipes on her, but she manged to grab onto his back leg, and feeling his ankle pop, he knew she'd broken it. Pain coursed through his leg as he was unable to set it back down on the ground, all he could do was hold his place and continue to try to fight. The battle raged on around him, and he could feel his Packs energy hyping him up.

Onai;

Her heart hurt. This whole battle would be taking place, and she hadn't yet been able to tell Jack she loved him, before he rushed into battle. They always said that they loved one another before anything. The woman tried to catch his eye, but Themis called them forward before she was able too. Her powder blue eyes filled with anger, but she surged forward anyways with the rest. She managed to land a few good hits upon a few different wolves, but nothing major. Onai wasn't a fighter, she knew better. Though Demius and Yesimire had trained all of them, Onai wasn't a stand out. Her mind was too focused on trying to make sure her love was okay. One moment he was fighting, and when she looked next, he was laying on the ground, not moving. A gasp emitted from her maw as she shouldered past a woman, who she knew was on the opposing side, rushing towards the side of her love. "Jack!" she cried out, voice filled with agony. Blood was running down from cuts upon her loves body, as she collapsed next to him. "My love, please.. Don't leave me. I love you.. please!" She begged, hoping to some god, any god, that they wouldn't take him from her. "Please.. our children.. they'll.." Her sobs were becoming louder, more incoherant, and she didn't notice that the same woman she'd sholdered past had came up to her, standing behind her. When she felt the jaws lock onto her throat, thats when she knew. Her mind went black, tears rolling down her face as she looked down sullenly at the love of her life. "I love you.. Jack." She whispered, looking to the woman who had her jaws around her throat. "Tell my children I'm sorry." Her voice was no more than a whisper, she didn't know if the woman heard her, but that's when the light in Onai's eyes went dark. Her breathing ceased, and her body went limp in the womans grip. [Death of Onai]