<div class="floatleft">(http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6239/6324164006_be5a515640.jpg)</div><br/><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Jack Russel<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Werewolf<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dorm Hallway<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Logan<br/><hr/><br/><br/>The runt was too his credit not affected by the sight of the legendary monster before him, good! Fucking real god the Wolf thought, he was going to get a real fight after all!<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Gonna show you not to piss on my door...."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"That so you little bitch! Let's see you try!" Taunted back in a far from human voice, each word a deep throated growl. The runt showed himself ready to make good on his threats by revealing his own secret. Six foot long bladed pushed through the hairy man's skin sliding up through the backs of his hands and between his knuckles. The metal shined menacingly in the light of the hallway as the runt prepared himself for his attack. As the Wolf Jack's senses were at their peak and his eyes saw in wider visible spectrum. And now he turned those eyes keenly toward the new threat of the weaponized little man before him. The world danced in shades of crimson hues as the Wolf noted that alloy talons didnt glow with the hated light of silver. Metal, just regular metal, nothing to fear! The wolf grinned in triumph as the feral man hurled himself at the Wolf claws first.<br/><br/>The Wolf let his opponent think he was warry, weak at first as he flinched back from his claw strikes while swinging his own wildly to miss, he would lure the bastard in close before letting him know what he was really in for! The walls of the hallway were rapidly becoming scored with slashed from the feral combatants as they raged. The Wolf left himself open for a strike and actually threw himself into the blow. Whether or not it was the runt's intention to stab deeply into the Wolf made sure that's exactly what happened. Metal blades punched deeply into the Wolf's gut and the wolf quickly grabbed the runt's wrist holding his hand in place as he let out a crude barking laugh. He pulled the runt's hand away slowly to withdraw the bladed from his torso.<br/><br/>"That all you got...bub? Those little pig stickers of yours dont mean a damn thing to me!" Now, this little shit was finally gonna understand just how deep into the shit he was! The wound while very painful was healing before Logan's eyes, the flesh knitting as he watched. The werewolf heaved with all his supernatural strength hoping to sling his opponent into the nearest wall or door while curling his opposite claw back for the follow up blow!<br/><br/><br/><br/>