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He teetered on the knife-edge of pain, eyes glazed, brain shocked. Body knew what the mind could not - His tail was gone.
In truth, it was lucky that the bear's teeth had not been higher up. They very well could have shattered the King's spine, and then he would have only been rewarded with a Fool's Death. But some sense of survival had proved its worth within the lanky brute. Wild snarls and roars, the noises of nightmare beasts, filtered through the male's mind. Groggy, but still conscious, his head rose to see the terrible sight.
The bear had larkspur's haunch in maw, and the thick muscle there could be irreversibly damaged if it was allowed to be rent or torn. Dull rage, the effects of adrenaline still coursing through him like a wildfire, twisted in the downed King's gut as he watched his Arbiter be thusly wounded. The big black wolf was his property - HIS pack. Nothing was allowed to damage what belonged to Sirius Revlis.
The change shattered through his frame - The lanky, lean-muscled body became extravagantly so. Size seemed to double, but unlike the impressively bulky Larkspur, Sirius' build shifted far more in favor of speed. Long legs were plied with extra muscle as the skeletal form grew to match this new mental threat. Before he had already risen to his feet, Sirius' Secui form was complete.
At his heavily-furred haunches, the small tufty stub, matted with blood, lifted high in aggressive dominance.
Then he was back in the fray. The bear's head was twisted, leaving a patch of its ivory throat bared and vulnerably. Larkspur had successfully, if unintentionally, given the Boss the opportunity he needed. With the remnants of his strength conjured in a final burst, the male launched himself forward, jaws widened to reveal freakishly large yellowed fangs, which embedded themselves around the beast's jugular.
It's roar was cut off with a strangled gurgle. For a moment, the thrashing continued, and the three massive bodies remained locked in combat, splashed with eachother's blood. Then, with terrible finality, Siri's canines punctured the pulsing lifesource. Blood streamed out, staining his maw a wicked crimson red.
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