Pack Mentality Season 2 Part 11
The two of them trotted side-by-side, over to the scar-faced wolf and then, with a slight glint of pride the scared wolf said, "Welcome young Jackson. Rick, do you promise to train Jackson in the ways of the wolf?"
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Rick stepped towards the Alpha, a glint of pride seemed to reflect off of his wolf like form and a spark of intent sparkled in his blaze orange eyes. "I will, but not to the point where the monster takes over the man, Brandon."
Ricks' ears fell flat, and he let out a frustrated growl. The alpha answered his challenge. The two reared up and claws about the size of an eagle's talons retracted out of there paws, a glint of moonlight reflecting off each pair of the claws that were out in the open. The other wolves stood back, and let the two go. Jackson could not leave Rick be, so he took a step forward, but then Bramble jumped in his way and growled in Jackson's Ear, "Not here. Not yet. You still have a lot to learn.-"
Jackson let out a hostile growl, "I don't care. Rick is outmatched."
Bramble persisted, "Stay out of it or you will get yourself killed." Bramble jumped in front of him, muzzle to muzzle and then scolded Jackson even further, an undertone of wisdom flowed out of him, " You are used to fighting on two legs with a weapon. Here all you have are claws." He paused for a moment and then added, "If you can call those things that."
Jackson stubbornly held Bramble's gaze and as Bramble's eyes turned to slits, he stepped back, heeding Brambles advice. Not really pleased with what Bramble had to say. First, he anxiously shifted his claws in and out of their sheaths. His claws were not exactly as long as Ricks, but they could still be deadly. He eventually got tired of getting used to the feeling of taking his claws in and out and eventually started pacing back and forth, tail lashing.
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As this was going on, Rick and Brandon were exchanging constant blows. Locked in a bit of combat that seemed to have been bottled up for a very long time. Each one of the blows seemed to release a deeper layer to Brandon and Rick's relationship. Currently, Rick was on top of Brandon landing a series of 1-2 Swipes. After repeating this combination a couple of times, Brandon built up the strength to kick out his back legs and through Rick across the clearing. He stalked towards Rick in a deadly cocktail of Rage and revenge for some unknown reason.Brandon was taking to much time enjoying the moment though, as Rick was now on all fours. Bracing for an attack. Brandon took off toward Rick, and Rick did the same. The two darted towards each other at a blistering pace. After a few seconds, they launched in the air towards each other. If you looked close enough you could almost see their human forms, but it was only for a second, as the two reared up and collided with each other, Causing the two of them to tumble one on top of the other for about ten feet, landing blow after blow neither one seems to take the upper hand.
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"Well uh. Pretty weird to be honest but I guess I'll get used to it."
"It will take some time. Trust me."
"So uh, has it been this way this entire time--"
"For as long as I can remember," Bramble replied.
"OK. So like, how will I train?" Jackson asked
"Well I and some other wolves will help with the Wolfie stuff, and Rick will handle more of the control side of things. The full moon is a real issue for new werewolves."
"Great," Jackson replied. His pacing seemed to ease as he was talking to Bramble. Eventually, he took a seat.
"Come on. Let's get back to the others. Just don't do anything stupid."
"OK," Jackson replied.
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Meanwhile, Rick and Brandon were still sparing with a fairly large amount of intensity. At the moment Rick and Brandon were still exchanging blows. Brandon had just landed a killer right swipe than Rick attempted to dodge, but it still was not enough to completely avoid the blow, as he still received a majority of it. Rick though returned the favor with a heavy front left that Brandon did not see coming.
Brandon smiled mischievously and, as the blow caught him square in the jaw he growled, "There you go Rick. Where did that come from?
"Your mother" Rick retorted.
Brandon's eyes glowed a furious red as he kicked it into another gear. Over the next few minutes landed several blows, that Rick tried to dodge, but to not much avail. Rick then returned the favor.
This dazed Brandon a bit, causing Rick to back off, realizing that there was a better place and time to resolve this dispute. He turned and trotted back towards Jackson and the others.
"Turn and face me. This isn't over. Turn and face me you coward."
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