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Mocca dodged this attack, but barely, he felt the teeth snapping on a few strands of fur. Despite the few attacks that had landed, mocca knew this was a life or death fight, he knew that the other meant to kill him and that made Mocca determined NOT to lose, he twisted sideways and snapped at Blooder's shoulder, attempting to drive his teeth in hard and seriously wound/incapacitate the other wolf.

Mocca winced as he felt Blooder's flesh tear easily in his teeth, he spat the chunk out and moved off, judging the reaction of the other. His tail lifted high as he watched some of the pack begin to disperse "YOU WILL STAY!" he called, determined to keep an eye on these wolves for the time being, even if he was fighting "No wolf leaves until this fight is over" he snapped, avoiding Blooder's attack easily, the other wolf, as well as being in pain and half blinded by blood over his eye, he was also angry now and an angry wolf was a foolish one.

He lunged this time for the other shoulder, just along the neckline.

Mocca tightened on Blooder's throat, then he looked at the defeated look on the Beta's face, and he couldn't do it ... she seemed to be heartbroken at the sight of Blooder in his jaws and an image of Symmy looking on while Blooder had HIM in his jaws flashed across his vision and he couldn't bring himself to kill ... he relaxed his jaw and let Blooder drop.

"I give you the mercy you never gave to your victims, it is a worse punishment to live with the shame and the guilt" he said, looking away and turning the the pack, about to speak.

Mocca's ears twitched behind him and caught sight of Blooder preventing an attack by the female "why ..." he muttered, before stapping back at the vicious attack of the Beta on her Allpha killing Blooder. Mocca had just enough time to sink into a defensive stance when a blur of fur flashed in front of him, grabbing cutter by her throat. He was less scrawny than most of the other wolves.

Mocca acknowledged the howl with a nod, turning back to the pack "As your Alpha i order every single one of you to go separately and ALONE .. and get your tails out of this territory.. i don't want to see ANY of your faces here again and if any of you DARE set foot here again .. i WILL kill you" he said, looking bigger than he was "my wolves will take in every single wolf scent here today and if they catch any on MY lands again ... they have their orders" he looked each and every wolf there in the eye before moving to another, not once did he drop his gaze to the floor, nor did he move from his lifted stance. He might have been young, just barely out of adolescence but he was truly an Alpha male. "I suggest you relearn how to hunt natural prey ... i'll be sending runners out to neighboring backs to let them know of the defeat here today .. and to be on the lookout, if you wish to continue with your current methods .. then you had better be prepared for a swift death" he said with one last sharp bark he charged at the others with a snarl, though he kept his teeth hidden towards the one that had prevented the Beta's attack.

Mocca watched as they left, he looked over at the male that left lastly "I hope you find meaning in your life wolf, despite your actions in the pack, you seem to be a decent wolf. I wish you a long life and happiness one day" replied Mocca, watching the wolf leave with just a little bit of sadness. "i wish you could have stayed but ... i couldn't have allowed it" he whispered to himself as he watched. He turned to the clearing and glanced at the bodies f the two wolves, he tore his gaze from them and moved it to the wolf pelt and the teeth clasp. "mother... even though i have won .... i feel hollow ... more wolves are dead... " he said almost silently as he looked upon the ruined pelt. he lay beside it for a moment, his shoulder throbbing but he couldn't quite reach the spot to clean it. He lay silently, looking at the remains of his mother and brother before picking the pelt up and walking away from the clearing.

He reached the den he knew was there just on the outskirts of the territory, it was a good couple of miles from where Symmy had lain and given birth but it held similar emotions for Mocca, moving inside the cold, unused den he dug deep into the dirt floor, depositing the pelt and teeth int the hole "Goodbye" he whispered and then covered it over, emerging from the den.

It was well into nightfall when he returned to the clearing, he looked at the two bodies and knew he had to bury them... he would not leave temptation out for any wolves that still clung to the edges of the territory. It took him well into the next morning by the time he had moved the carcasses far enough out of the territory and buried each one separately. Finally his task was done and he went back to where it all started ... and finally ended. He took a deep breath and howled, long and hard, the sound carrying to Bullet, Shuk, Symmy and all of the pups .. and also to any other wolf within hearing.