Competition!

Here's just a friendly competition between packs where three wolves from each pack are chosen to fight individually. See which pack wins!

Packs included are - Northern Pack, Southern Pack and Phantom Pack

So, three wolves, each from different pack, will go against each other. Alliance is allowed.

Phantom shuddered. There were wolves everywhere, all carrying scents from different packs. Oh well, its just a competition right? He thought and grinned evilly. Phantom Pack will win anyway. Why not have some fun?

He gathered the rest of the Phantom Wolves and growled. "Who's going first? If no one goes, I'll be going."

"I wanna fight! Can I fight for the Southern Pack?!" Phenomenon barked, her tail swishing madly in excitment.

"I'll fight later." Emerald muttered.

Sock tensed. The chubby red wolf reluctantly step out of the Southern Pack crowd. "I volunteer..!" she barked.

"Ooh ooh can I?" Silverstorm volunteered excitedly, tail cutting through the air.

Sock glanced worriedly at her competitors. She whimpered slightly.

"I think that Saber should get off his lazy butt and do it," Gracesong growled.

Sock silently shrieked. "Why, Gracey? Because I could beat you too easily?"

"Gracesong volunteers," Saber pushed his sister.

Phantom nodded at Chrome. "Chrome first. I'll go next." He narrowed his eyes.

"Hey! Can I go for Northern?" Silverstorm repeated.

Ice nodded at Silverstorm. "Why not?" she shrugged, her eyes twinkling.

Silverstorm sat up, tongue lolling, tail wagging enthusiastically.

Sock winced. She was thinking of back out. Her opponents were much stronger and faster than her, not to mention thinner and leaner.

~ Chrome V.S Sock V.S Silverstorm ~

Chrome sat up, surveying her opponents calculatingly. The Southern Pack contestant was small, but that meant she would be faster and more agile. The Northern wolf was bigger, with a sly look in her eyes, but she would be slower and more vulnerable to fast and relatively large wolves like Chrome. She nodded in satisfaction. Besides, none of them really knew her fighting style, whereas Chrome has often spent days spying on their training sessions. She inclined her head at Phantom and looked at her opponents calmly.
Not one wolf had been able to make her lose her footing anyways.

The omega glaced nervously at her feet. She narrowed her eyes. This was her chance to earn respect from the rest of the pack. Sock looked at Chrome. He definatly had something up his sleeve, by the way his face twisted into a smug, yet thoughtful grin. The chubby wolf shuffled her paws.

~Chrome is a GIRL. ~

Chrome eyed the omega. She scanned her determined expression with slight amusement. Okay, so she probably wants to make herself look good, so she'll fight harder. Hm. But desperate wolves make mistakes. Chrome returned Sock's stare, her blue eyes expressionless.

Chrome looked completely confident, but Silverstorm wasn't so sure of herself. Sock just looked nervous, but Silverstorm knew she was probably pretty good. Silverstorm narrowed her eyes. She was fairly fast-she had to be to catch prey-but not the fastest. She would have to rely on her strength and agility if she wanted to win.

Sock flinched at Chrome's cold stare. She didn't dare give one back. All of this mae her anxious and now she really regreted it. Do your best.. she thought.

Silverstorm tensed and thought of her hunting maneuvers, as well as some fighting moves she had been taught. Feints, circles, twists, leaps... And deception... Sock looked relatively easy to beat, actually. So the real problem was Chrome. She was fast and large, stronger, but Silverstorm was smaller and more agile with lightning reflexes.
Silverstorm nervously waited for it to start.

Sock tensed. Her tail quivered with anticipation. "Silverstorm will move first.." she predicted under her breath. "Chrome might take the weakest out first.." She shivered and waited for it to come true.

Chrome rolled her eyes, completely relaxed. She'd just have to rely on her instincts, and fight like she'd always had. Getting keyed up and nervous would just make her make more mistakes. "When are we supposed to start?"

Silverstorm waited. She hoped it would start already so she wouldnt get too nervous. She didnt want to make the first move.