SSWM 258
The large brown male fought another and Minos wished to will the other creature from his body and onto his own. This distraction worked and the stranger turned to face him. The dark creature filled his view, the blazing eyes of a bright ruby flashing against the black. Minos did not shrink, he did not crumble to the form that was he was recognized as. No, the male stood and moved forward. it was not Minos, not the omega that he had approached his alpha as. The was for the pack, for their defense and such a thing had been pledged by the follower. He had been made strong, the virus running through his veins, even if he couldn't understand it. But the leader had done that for him, filled him with pain and unknowing so that he could be better then when he first came to him, belly exposed and pleading for either acceptance or death.
Bodies clashed, the teeth of the coyote falling against his shoulder as he turned and hoped to place his own on the male's neck. as any predictor may wish, he wanted to kill to be clean, effortless. Minos did not wish to battle, challenge and face one he was rightfully matched. He only wanted the death of the coyote, sought a single and swift demise of the creature that had crossed the path of her leader. Back legs propelled, pushing to send the white beast above the clouded creature. Yellow eyes wide with a new found aggression and absent of fright.