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We sat and watched with bated breath as the wolves came closer and closer with the smell of blood coming closer. The white one must have realized where they were and slowed down while the other sped up to catch their pray. Now they were closer I could see the extent of the white wolves' injuries; there was what looks like a bear trap on its back left leg and it stuck out in a strange angle and fresh blood poured out of a gash on its side along with several other cuts that weren't healing for some strange reason, one of its eyes where closed due to another cut above their eye which again was still bleeding I couldn't quite see what colour it's eyes were.

The wolves front paws looked completely soaked in blood that must be out of some more cuts around that area. Now they were closer the smell of blood got stronger. Although the white wolf was a rogue and so clearly covered in blood but there was something about that wolf that mine want to forget about our inter grudge against rogues and run out from my pack borders and help this blood soaked wolf who would probably kill me in my sleep, but my wolf whined none the less.

Me and my wolf trained our eyes on the white wolf to see if we could catch their eye but it seemed impossible. Normally you can tell when a rogue is a rogue by force or by choice; a wolf rogue by choice have cold hard eyes that show no life and their attitude clearly show that they would do anything to keep myself alive and they just generally act cold and unnerving, while those by force are usually really shy and try not to cause too much trouble but they act tough and cold as a defense for their fragile personalities but their eyes still show life behind them, they still show fear and they still silently beg not to be hurt. I could see the black wolves' eyes and they were bright green and should have glowed but they were dull and dead, there was no kind of emotion, this one, this one was a rogue by choice.

The white wolf came to a stop and all its limbs trembled with fatigue, blood loss and fear, they seemed to gather up all its remaining nerves and turned back to face it's foe who had a satisfied glee in its cold eyes and came to stop facing its pray with nothing but manic glee. I could see the white wolf much more clearly, and the bear trap had completely impaled there back left leg with a few chain loops that trailed along the floor covered in fresh blood, at all the points the wolves paws touched the ground the wolves blood slowly trickled down, pass the dull claws and steadily poured on the earth until the ground was covered in fresh blood. The wolves' leg looked much stranger up closer, all the wounds its have must have to be a few hours old; it really must have been a bad day to make a break for freedom.

Suddenly the black wolf lunged forward to tackle the white who missed the blow by rolling on the ground. 'WHAT ON EARTH WAS THAT' I wanted to shout but bit my tong hard to keep it in along with a pathetic whine from my wolf when he saw the bear trapped leg get the weight of the wolves' body over it, there was definitely something about this wolf that fascinated mine.

The white wolf got up slowly and trembling before it could even stand up fully the black wolf pounced once again and aimed for the white's scruff like it was really necessary. Something definitely didn't sit right, why would a rogue run here of all places? Especially when everyone knew about what happened to any rogue near here, did the white what help knowing we might kill them as well? My mind focused back to the fight before me as the black successful got hold of white's scruff and it let out a loud painful whine, this made all of us start forward before we all realized what we were doing and stopped in our tracks. The black began to drag the other who was still putting up a decent fight despite the broken leg and the immense blood loss.

The black must have had enough of fighting in a wolf form because it changed back to a human form. He had short blond hair and his grass green eyes remained but now they looked like glass with only evil light in them, He was well built probably a warrior.