At that time Imviral was walking past. 'Ummm... I smell supper!' She silently walks towards the fiting wolves and stays there waiting for the right moment. (Yeah, I know whats missing! MEET-CORN! XD)

(*shugs* can they? XD)

You calling me childish?" She growled, now clearly irritated. She walked up close to him. "What do you call advanced battling, then?" She asked, her claws digging into the ground. "Maybe fighting off 100 wolves is child's-play, you say?" She remembered that night...the guns, the shooting, the oh-so good-smelling blood, the howls of pain and defeat...and then, him. The wolf she hadn't been to defeat...the only wolf... She wondered were he was...

(Yeah! Course!)

Jericho snickered. "Now you're just boasting. Besides, why are you even here? You're no use to me, so what is your business here?" He could tell he was annoying her. He just wanted to take it just that LITTLE bit further...

Pyara narrowed her eyes and then sighed . "Okay, then..." She said. "Let's see...if you are better than me, why don't we have a fight, Jericho?" She challenged. "Aren't you even the slightest bit curious why I know your name?" She then asked.

"Why if course pyara! I'd love to know!" He mocked and lunged at her. Sinking his teeth into her shoulder, then tearing her fur as he jumped back. "Still up for a fight?" he snarled, fur bristling.

(Jericho can hurt Pyara bad and try to help her? XD)

Pyara nodded. "Of course I am." She replied calmly. "Don't defy the me..." She growled and then circled Jericho. "Have you ever heard of Master Wolf Trainer Codak? The Hunter of our kind?" She asked. "I was trained by him..." She said. She could still remember the stinging feeling of the whips and the burning intensity of fire...she shopped suddenly and lunged at Jericho's throat with paws outstretched.

Imviral decided to wait longer befor attaking. 'Good that I havent got a scent, or those fighting DOGs wouldn't have had a chance to become my supper!'

(alright.)

Jericho dodged and caught her leg in his jaws, snapping it in one clean motion. He laughed cruelly. "You weren't the only one." He paused to see if she would get up before continuing. "I see he taught you well...but he didn't teach you everything." Suddenly, he seemed to blend in to the darkness, almost becoming another lonely shadow.

"I...killed the rest..." She growled, her leg painfully throbbing in agony. "You..." She narrowed her eyes. "I remember exactly what you did... He taught me...taught me enough to kill him. Enough to kill his precious trained wolves, except for you..." She could feel warm blood running down her leg and winced slightly, but not showing it hurt...which it did jury...a lot.

Jericho laughed harshly. "Yes. But, he taught you everything YOU know, but not everything HE knew." He thought for a moment. "He is long gone now, but I know his darkest trick. You could be of great use to me, if you're willing."