quite eradicated
Ezekiel will likely just strike with grazing blows; I figure they can do this back and forth for a bit before Zeke actually lands something bad and Thoirni runs off?
It might have ended there. The wolf could have walked away and left their borders without encountering anyone. He might never have seen the brutality of Inferni or known it for what it was. Yet Ezekiel had found him; watched him with the same disconnected coldness as a predator and waited. Unlike so many of his family, there had been no singular event that drove him to despise life. Hardly; Ezekiel was a man who loved living, and because of this, sought the only truth he knew.
He rushed from the grass silently, ears flat and fangs bared. Would this stranger know that this savage was mourning the loss of his family? The Aquila doubted it. No one could speak to him in the way he needed. So this silent, fury filled wrath hurtled towards the mottled wolf if only to, for a moment, feel alive again. Red paws tore the ground up from under his feet as he leapt, snapping for the exposed shoulder. Wounding the male would ensure the fight was one of desperation and of need—not simply a pathetic excuse for such a thing.
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