The night before in the Woodland wolfpack clearing...
Two sentinels with grey fur, and white spots lining their backs, run towards the clearing in hurried gallops, a gong rung with a defending bang from the top of the scouting rock.
The gong goes off again, and again and again, the whole clearing comes alive again in a few minutes as if just a minute ago it was not dead save for torches and the sentinels fighting dozes and patrolling atop the trees and hills, scouting for any thing that could threaten the security of the pack and the clearing.
A big strong, greying wolf hurries out of his cabin, his eyes incandescent yellow with anger and bloodlust, his biceps tighten as he howls at the moon halfway across the sky and and yells for the hunters to assemble, his Luna steps behind him and his three sons on each side of him, brandishing salivating fangs and hungry claws.
"Silverback wolves, I knew this day will come, we meet again Vladius the terrible, this time around I am ready for you," the Alpha says under his breath before howling at the moon again. His Luna and their sons all follow suit howling throbbing moon, the hunter wolves follow suit and soon the whole clearing is filled with a cacophony of howls. Frenzy ensues and they all set out to meet their attackers halfway.
The gong keeps banging amidst all the howls and chaos, the Woodland wolfpacks howl and their attackers howl back, 5hey howl and their attackers howl back.
A whole front don't of them run into the defence line of their enemies, theowing punches, slashing throats and leaving fur in the night air.
The Silverback werewolves outnumber the Woodland pack by at least three to one and have the dark magic of the powerful Werewolf sage Vladius the terrible protecting them, it quickens their pace and gives them unnatural endurance and insatiable thirst for blood, their eyes are all crimson red and even the reflection of the moonlight can't be seen in them.
They fight as if they are being controlled by a leash, the moon bears witness as they pile Woodland werewolf bodies on top of each other, howling and sinking fangs into necks and ripping out fur and flesh as they go.
The Woodland Alpha cuts throat after throat, his fur now spot patterns made by the blood of his enemies, slashing two wolves that lunged at him at once, he rolls them over and gets on top, no time to bite, he slashes their eyes out with his claws, they let out yelps and give up the ghost, he jumps off them and heads for the leader of the invading pack.
Three silverback wolves move towards him, growling and brandishing bloody fangs, hunger for flesh in their eyes, they carefully catwalk towards him almost in a sneak. A thunderous, hoarse voice stops them in their tracks, they space out in fear for the owner of the voice to go through towards their potential prey and the battle continues fiercely around them.
"Klaudius is mine, leave him to me, I have been waiting too many moons for this moment," says Alpha Vladius the terrible as he steps closer and closer to the Alpha of his enemy pack. Alpha Klaudius takes two steps backwards and tightens his paws, gripping the disturbed earth wet with blood. Blood of his own drips down his forelimbs and baptizes the earth, preparing it for a taste of what is to come if Vladius the terrible finds a way to bring Klaudius his demise tonight.
Both Alpha werewolves square up, draw a few steps away from each other, trying to size each other up and know where their defence is weakest sat so they know where to attack.
Alpha Vladius lunges at Alpha Klaudius, the latter ducks and Vladius the terrible lands on a rocky ground, sticks his claws into the rock, makes a motion like a horse would do to gain momentum before galloping off with its master mounted on its saddle. The motion sharpen s his claws on the rocky ground, Vladius the terrible lunges at Alpha Klaudius again.
Vladius the terrible catches Alpha Klaudius on the throat as Klaudius struggles to catch his breath, they roll each other over several times, but none of them can keep the other's back on the ground for long, the waltz of claws,paws and fangs continues for some minutes then Klaudius manages to speak to a nearby woodland wolf.
"Send word out to Karlon, we need reinforcements, tell him to seek help from our neigh..." before he could finish his sentence, Vladius the terrible took that little window of distraction on Klaudius' part to land a slash on Vladius' jaw taking with him a whisker.
Alpha Klaudius growls in pain, an involuntary shriek makes its way through his forelimbs like lightening through the sky on a rainy day. He remains numb, beyond the shrike he feels no pain, he lunges at his enemy with renewed vengeance induced vigour. The wolf he was talking to when he was distracted and suffered the blow from Vladius, had ran off out of the clearing going to get help.
"Kill that wolf, kill him, take him down," screamed Vladius the terrible at his minions, the Woodland wolf upon hearing this quickened his pace before Alpha Klaudius could even shout at him to "run, faster, run like the wind."
Alpha Klaudius catches Vladius the terrible on the spine with a blow, the evil sage wolf growls and looks back at Alpha Klaudius as if to say you are dead now, you should not have touched me.
Vladius the terrible, howls at the moon, his eyes become redder and then howls at a huge oak tree, as if in command the tree falls from where it stood and landed on Alpha Klaudius before he could run out of the way. A painful moan escapes Alpha Klaudius' mouth, it wasn't loud but felt as if it rung through the clearing and put the battle to an abrupt halt.
Every wolf in the clearing turned back and looked at Alpha Klaudius wreathing in pain with a huge oak tree on top of him.