Flat. (open)

[johnnyboy]

Johnny was driving to the cliffs on yet another sleepless night. He cut through the Azmith pack’s territory to reduce the trip time. He knew he wasn’t supposed to do this, but he was really eager to get the cliffs. He was driving along a small clearing when his tier blew. He stopped his car and got out to examine the damage.
“damn…” he said observing the gash in his front tire. He went around to the tailgate of his Jeep and got his jack and tire iron. Working by the light of the full moon he was able to get the truck up on the jack and got the flat off. As he rolled the flat to the back of his truck, he realized where he was.
“Oh dear, I’m in the dark clearing.” He said to himself. “Better work fast.”
As he unbolted his spare from the tailgate door he further realized the he had probably woken up several of that packs members.
“Hope that doesn’t come back to bite me in the ass.” Johnny said as he bolted the flat to the tailgate.
As he rolled the spare around to the front, he stopped dead in his tracks. There was a wolf standing in the glow of the head lights.
Johnny could tell that this wolf didn’t want to lend a helping hand,
It wanted to fight.

[Azzy]

Her head was low, if Azriel wasn't here to protect their land, then at least she was. He was no longer in their territory, no wonder Azriel payed him no mind, but she grit her teeth. Maybe if she brought down this stranger, then Azriel would accept her as a higher member of the pack. Maybe she could be beta, rather than his sister. Nicomae had done nothing to get that rank anyway, other then be the nicest, kindest wolf she had ever- No, she told herself, she was going to change, little Azzy would be tough.

She bared her teeth and growled, testing the rarely used sound in her throat. Then the doubt set in, he was probably bigger than her, stronger than her, faster, and better. She heard herself whine, but tried to cover the sound with a snarl. This wasn't her, Azzy had vowed not to be a monster, but being tough didn't make her a monster. But was this tough? Or just mean? She didn't want to hurt this guy...this, rather attractive guy, but-she shook her head, eyes burning into him. Her grimace didn't fit the look of her downy almost blue fur, or her black patches that made her look so similar to her alpha. Anyone could tell that behind her facade she was nervous. She didn't know what to expect she didn't know how to fight, and didn't even consider that a fight would get her bleeding or in pain. All she could think of was rank, remorse...and a sudden fear...of herself.

[johnnyboy]

At first, Johnny thought that the other wolf was Azriel, and that really worried him, but then he got a closer look at the wolf and saw it was realized with a sigh of relief that she was female. They both stood there, staring at each other, waiting to see who would make the first move. Johnny had never seen this wolfess before, and if she weren’t bearing her teeth at him, he would have said she was attractive. Johnny started to size her up, she was smaller than him, but that was no indicator as to how she fought. After about a minute Johnny started to get impatient.
“well are you goanna attack me?” he called out. “ ‘cus I think I have Members of the Azmith pack after me and I don’t want to be here when they arrive.” Johnny of course did not know that she was a member of the Azmith pack.
She was standing in such a way that he could keep a eye on her and work at the same time. Johnny picked up the tire iron and moved towards his Jeep, not feeling totally sure that his actions were a good idea but doing it anyway.

[Azzy]

Her ears let up a bit and she glanced away, ashamed. Was she? That had been her intention...so what was she waiting for? "I am a member of Azmith," she said, her voice trying to sound harsh, but failing miserably, Azzy was not a violent wolf. She stepped forward, testing her bravery, and it too failed. She finnally just sat down, feeling humiliated. She couldn't do this. She couldn't fight anyone for anything but food. She had no reason to fight that was any good, and she dismissed her previous reasons for just being silly. Maybe now she could just walk away and Azriel wouldn't find them, he would surely call her a coward and perhaps this other wolf would loose his life. Azriel was bigger than most wolves, stronger than most wolves...and frankly a bit more insane and vicious than most. He was cold to those who were not his pack, especially male.

She started feeling even worse when she noticed that this stranger would see her a coward as well...who knew he wouldn't attack her while she thought? She lay down then and put her paws over her eyes, thinking that if he did...at least it would be better than showing her worthless face to her alpha again.

[Azriel]

Large and formidable he walked begrudgingly into the clearing and stood over Azzy, the smell of blood was still strong on his pelt from his last victory. He first licked her muzzle to show that all of her assumptions were wrong, and then shot a gaze as hard as gold crystal at the other man. His wolf form's head would come to the man's hip, and Azzy looked like a pup beneath him. Normally, Azriel would have attacked without notice or any question, however, this man was no longer in his territory. Azriel was now only aggravated that this man had the nerve to drive through his perfect land and damage it with such a monstrous devil of a machine.

However, unlike Azzy, he lowered his head, bared his teeth and began moving forward, taking his eyes off of Johnny only long enoughto send a glance at Azzy that told her to make herself scarce. His approach was slow and steady. He showed no signs of real attack, and no sign of stopping either and running his tongue over his sharp, deadly teeth. If the male could reason with him, then Azriel would watch until his vehicle was repaired, and the man could leave, if the man foolishly attacked...odds were he wouldn't be capable of fixing his car at all.

The adrenaline from his last victory only an hour ago returned, but magnified by his need to protect Azzy and his land and get this stranger as far away from them as possible. Azzy was not his mate, nor did either of them have one. However his territory was his, and he would protect it from rude invaders with loud, nature-destroying automobiles.


(OOC: I would have left this thread alone and let you two talk, but Johnny came for a fight so I'm here to give him one. But if either of you would rather I stayed out of this, let me know and I'll delete this post.)

[johnnyboy]

Johnny watched as the other wolf sat down, then laid down. These actions confused him, but he took the opportunity to pick up the spare tier and slide it on the pegs the connected it to the truck it self. Once that was on, he glanced over at Azzy and saw she was standing. He picked up the tire iron and felt that something was not right. He looked over at Azzy again and immediately jumped up. Azzy was still sitting on the ground; it was Azriel who was standing up. He licked Azzy’s maw and the looked up and meet Johnny’s gaze. Johnny was very scared, but he did not show it, his green eyes were focused directly at Azriel, he knew that he was making a mistake by not running, but he couldn’t bring himself to move.
When Azriel started to approach him, Johnny’s grip tightened on the tire iron, when Azriel bared his teeth at him, Johnny raised the iron and said,
“Stay back, I don’t want to fight you, but I will smash you head in if you come any closer.”

[Azriel]

His maw parted in a toothy grin, it was a cowards way out, using a man-made tool rather than a real fight, none the less he stopped; not an ounce of fear in his muscular frame. He saw that he was only stopped here to fix his vehicle, and thus had no real reason to attack. Azriel was not a mindless killer any longer, he needed a good reason to fight.

"Hurry up with that, pup, the less time you stay here the better." His eyes showed no sympathy for the intruder, and he stood there menacingly. He thought of Tara for a moment, that alpha would have shifted to helf the struggling man. Now he began to think the situation silly, this cowardly, rude man with his man-made tools. Had he forgotten that if he did swing his instrument at him then he could simply shift to catch the heavy object? Perhaps. Furthur more what reason did this person have to randomly want to smash his head in with anything? How rude.

He growled again, using the sound to give meaning to his words. The sooner this man left, the better.

[Azzy]

She winced at the man's threat, she did want to see her alpha injured, "Don't do it!" she said suddenly standing, then feeling her legs bend again as she lowered her head, feeling like she had spoken out of turn. She saw Azriel stop and looked worriedly between the two males. She shouldn't have come here, this was all her fault.

[johnnyboy]

“Oh….” Johnny said quietly, surprised by Azriel’s comment. “Uh…ok.” Johnny loosened his grip on the tire iron.
‘oh thank the goddess,’ Johnny thought, he had heard that Azriel was crazy and he didn’t want to fight him. Johnny had almost forgotten about Azzy standing there until…
“Don’t do it!” She yelled.
Johnny was startled by her out burst, and instinctively raised the iron quickly to try to protect his face. The tire iron was slick with grease and went flying out of his hand. It looked almost as if it were moving in slow motion as it flew through the air, it was headed in Azriel’s general direction. Johnny couldn’t bear to watch where it landed…

[Azriel]

(OOC: well you wanted a fight so...)

As the iron hit his head the pain melted away his reason and he instinctually lunged at the man, his heavy frame would have knocked him to the ground due to the height of his jump and his impact. From there, unless the man shifted, he would be helpless to stop Azriels onslaught of teeth against his face. His head tingled where the iron had hid and throbbed through his eyes, he saw nothing but a threat and he would eliminate it.

[Azzy]

"No please!" She kept her distance senseing the oncoming change from the stranger and not wanting to see the blood. She knew if she came any closer then she opened herself up for attack as well. She could only watch as the fight began.

[johnnyboy]

Johnny shifted as quickly as he could. The sight of Azriel’s teeth had turned his fear in to adrenaline. He heard Azzy yelling for them to not fight, but it was far beyond that point. As Azriel flew towards him, he lowered his head so that Azriel’s teeth would not cut his face. Azriel caught him on the back with his powerful jaw and Johnny could feel his teeth sinking into his flesh. Blood soaked in to the white strip of fur on his shoulders. Johnny turned his head and begun to snap at his opponent, hoping to get him in the eye or ear or somewhere else just as sensitive.

(OCC:not sure if the part about you landing a blow could be counted as a power play... will remove it if it is…)

[Azriel]

(OOC: Nope you're fine.)

The other wolf's attack began and Azriel could feel his teeth edging tward the delecate areas of his face. To avoid losing an eye, he let go, hopped back and without pausing leapt back at the other wolf, lunging for his other side. If the wolf turn then Azriel would surely catch his shoulder in his wide maw. If he made impact again, then the force of his weight would send the wolf back a few steps. If his opponent made a move he hadn't thought of, he was sure he could best him, after all Azriel had gained enough sense not to try for a kill, just a win. A warning. He would let this opponent keep his life, if he never brought his monsterous vehicle into his territory again...and if he could survive the fight until Azriel was satified, or until he showed his belly in defeat.

[johnnyboy]

Johnny felt some slight relief as Azriel pulled his teeth out of his flesh, but he could smell his own blood in the air. He turned as saw Azriel lunging at him and immediately lowered himself a few inches so as soon as Azriel’s head passed over him, he shot his head up and caught Azriel ‘s throat in his powerful jaws. The force of Azriel’s weight and momentum sent them both tumbling back a bit, but Johnny held firm, he had his teeth in deep enough to draw blood, but not deep enough to kill. He did not want t kill his opponent, but if Azriel tried to get out or make any aggressive movements, Johnny would increases pressure and rip his throat out.

[Azriel]

He underestimated the strength of his opponent. Though his jaws were locked around Azriel's throat, Azriel would not lose or give up so easily. He kicked and clawed at the other wolf, turning his head to snap at his eyes, even as his opponents teeth tore through the thick flesh and fur of his throat. In one brave manuver, he rolled his etire body with all it's momentum over to tand over again, and kept the momentum going in such a way as to spin and sent the other wolf cranshing against the truck. The force and shock of impact would surely force his opponent to let go. Once that was done, he would return a nearly identical attack, however his would be much more fatal. His eyes had long turned red at the pain and anger he felt from and for this creature, the scent of blood was not making him crazy, but his opponent's strength made him want to kill.