300+ Marit, feel free to play out injuries dealt and received!
There were a few things he did not know about this foolish boy. Jaws snapped uselessly at the air between the two men as strong hands kept him on a distance from the yearling’s face. Claws reached for the young skin and drew red lines, but that was all he got before they both fell and he all of a sudden was thrown away from the other. A dull ache could have been found in his abdomen had he managed to pay attention to his damaged nerves, but the man quickly got up from his half sprawled position on the hard concrete and snarled. That was merely luck – there would be no next time for Conor. Then they came. The blue eyed man saw it before the lilac eyed one did. Hollow rage rose within him, because this was not supposed to happen. Two other males were suddenly here, and though he dimly registered the presence of the female, it was the three males now that he had to concentrate on. Haku was not used to having the odds against him, but two of the wolves were mere children.
The warrior that had pledged his allegiance to him was the first to reach and get between him and the death sentenced boy that had been created by his own seed. This was an enormous mistake and they would all pay with their lives. There was no hesitation in the madman’s body as he threw himself at Semyon, seeking to rip up his soft belly and shatter the male’s innards with both fangs and claws. Blood danced through the heated air and the demon fed greedily off it, adored the adrenaline spiked blood rampaging through his system like nothing else could. There was no thought present as the battle increased in intensity. Everything was very simple. Bite, rip, scratch, destroy. A smaller secui’s frame shot into the mass of bodies and the crazed Rosen snapped furiously after the green eyed Vark before he again turned to Semyon, dancing halfway in the opposite direction of Vark so that he could have more time and space to rip the doomed man apart.
An orange and gold form shot into his other side, a force hitting his barrel chest with such strength that the chocolate and cream male could both hear and feel a cracking noise of bones breaking. Two heart beats later the unfamiliar pain flushed through his ribcage and the Rosen snarled again. Blood and pain drove him further, and his current target would pay for what the moves that the two other opponents had hit him with.
<style>
.haku-blood p {margin:0px 0px 10px 0px; padding:0px 10px 0px 10px; text-indent:30px; }
.haku-blood b {color:#CF4040;}
.haku-blood-ooc {font-style:italic; font-family:arial, sans-serif; font-size:12px;}
.haku-blood {font-family:'trebuchet ms', arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:13px; color:#8B120B; word-spacing:1px; line-height:13px; width:400px; background-color:#490502; border:1px solid #000000; background-image:url(http://sleepyglow.net/souls/gifts/hakutable.jpg); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding-bottom:218px; padding-top:10px; text-align:justify; }</style>
[/html]