The two packs met in a clearing, their eyes locked in a fierce, unblinking stare. There he was. Beta Alexander, the wolf who stole everything from me. He was ever ready.
He stepped forward, his fangs banged in a snarl. "This Is my territory and I will fight to defend it."
"That is a lie, Beta Alexander, this is my territory and I will save it from leeches like you." I spat out.
The air was thick and the atmosphere filled with violence and threats. Then suddenly without warning, the two packs attacked each other, their claws and fangs flashing in the darkness. It was brutal, filled with howls mixed with fear and the scent of blood.
Beta Alexander stood facing Alpha Herrick with deep hatred. "You son of a bitch, you are the reason why I haven't raised my dream of being an Alpha. Every time I want to kill you, something or someone suddenly protects you from my plans."
