Word Count: 514 Cotl is in Optime form, Jacoby just ish excited to use this table, even though he's like never in lupus. xP
The male had been checking the borders like a freaking maniac. He had been doing so not only because this was war, but because he wanted to see who the hell Kaena and Gabriel had been letting into the clan. One of the newer arrivals had been a complete bitch to him. The meeting left him angry and wanting to take out a throat or two. Nakir was the bitch's name, and if she hadn't been protected by law of Inferni, her body would have been gutted, her head decapitated from her body. She would have also been added to the pikes that lined the borders of Inferni. War time was good for taking out anger though. The boy had even sliced up a few trees on the way out of the forest because he had been so angry. The male rode his steed along the borders, looking out for intruders, and for joiners.
Instead, off in a distance, the male had seen three others. His audits pulled forward and his muzzle wrinkled. He could smell them. They were wolves. And of Dahlia. The male jabbed his horse's side before letting out a howl into the sky. This howl alerted other Inferni that there were Dahlians at their borders. Maschine took off in the direction of the three wolves, no fear detectable in the horse's body. Cotl was quick to draw his blade as the horse galloped. Cotl had seen the wolves pretty far off, and before he could make it to the wolves, they had taken a bat to one of the skulls of the borders. Bi-colored orbs narrowed on the sight of them smashing one of his skulls. He had been making sure all the skulls were in good condition because it was part of his job. Now he would have to go out and find a new one...Or perhaps make one from one (or all three) of these fuckers. Cotl noticed a forth male, scent of Inferni. He had backup. This was good. The optime male would be able to fight more efficiently with another present. The other male also threw up a howl. More were more than likely to follow after the two howls.
Maschine charged up to the three males, Cotl's sword was ringing in the air as it sliced through the air beside the two charging beasts. Cotl was remarkably smaller than all three of the males, but twice as fast. Arm the male with a sword, and you have a dangerous beast. The male spoke no words to the males. They knew what they were doing, and they knew how this all was going to end. With one of them decapitated, and Cotl putting their head where the pike that they broke had been. As the horse charged, Cotl directed the horse to the right of the male whom had the bat. His sword sliced through the air, it singing as it did so. Hopefully this slash would be one that connected. One that decapitated. It sure as hell was tall enough and powerful enough to do so.
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