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All Dakota wanted was to vent some steam, and Calla was the only option. That, or he could go and kick someone else's a** who would actually give him a fight, but he doubted he would really find anybody that was around. The pack had been busy lately, preparing for the full moon; so all Dakota had was Calla. And he would be sure to use her to his advantage. At this point, the hunter was pushing the omega toward his room, being sure she was going in the right direction so he could vent some steam. But in this case, it would be getting a release yet again. At least until he felt hands shove him, and Xaviar move in front of him in a swift motion. The iota was separating him from his prey, and that was a bad idea. "What the ******** do you think you're doing?" he said, though attempted to shove Xaviar in return. Instead, the iota managed to push Dakota's hands away from the sides; preventing the shove from happening. "Back off, iota," he warned.

Honestly, Dakota was expecting the iota to back down. He didn't think Xaviar would do much to fight, though he was apparently underestimating his target. Growling deep in his chest, the sound rumbled around them. And before Dakota could even get anywhere, or even step closer, Xaviar threw a punch. Needless to say, it caught the hunter off guard as the iota's fist connected with his cheek - and part of his nose. It was hard, and enough to make his nose start to gush blood right off the bat. The bleeding wouldn't last long, but for now quite a bit of blood was coming from one of his nostrils, and on top of that, it caused the warrior to become a bit dazed. Considering he had not expected it. Without much thought, he threw a punch as well - but with still being a tad dazed, it was only causing him to miss.

This was not going for Dakota's favor whatsoever. He had been thrown off with his return shove, and had managed to miss with his punch. The first one was still effecting him, and now with another swift punch thrown at the other side of his face, Dakota was even more thrown off. His eyes swirled a little lighter, and his fangs started showing as he let out an even louder growl. Once again, he threw his fist to hit at Xaviar, but with the dizziness of being hit came the effect of his depth perception being off. And now, he was entirely missing Xaviar yet again.

This continued to go downhill for Dakota, and he knew it. Perhaps Xaviar was a better fighter than Dakota thought, or he could have just been getting lucky. Then again, being thrown off from the beginning was an issue, and that surely worked in the iota's favor. Still, Dakota wasn't about to back down, and he took the hits that came to him, as well as attempted to dish out his own. Yet again, for the fourth time in a row, he swung his arm, only to miss. His anger was rising, and the adrenaline was rushing through his veins... he was bound to shift very, very soon.

This was it. Dakota had had enough. The hunter growled even louder, his eyes narrowing and his fangs protruding even more. With one last look to Xaviar, Dakota flipped. His mind went elsewhere, and he lost control. However, it seemed he was coming back to reality, and the punch that had thrown him off was no longer effecting him. Curling his hand into a fist, Dakota threw it forward, and hit Xaviar square in the nose - straight on. Finally. And it was pretty damn hard, too.

Just as his knuckles hit Xaviar in the nose, it seemed to send the iota into a shift. Dakota took a second to allow his shift to happen as well, but it seemed that Xaviar was charging just before. Instantly, the hunter moved out of the way - and at the same time, his body shifted into the form of a white wolf. Just as the painful shift was over, the adrenaline rush was still going. Dakota turned, trying to bite at Xaviar's flank in attempt to latch on, but his teeth just snapped together instead.

Seconds after Dakota's jaws snapped shut without catching onto the other wolf's flank, he heard yet another set of snapping teeth. It seemed Xaviar had attempted the same attack, and had missed as well. Good. Dakota snarled, though, and turned quickly to lunge himself right at Xaviar once again. This time, however, his teeth had clamped onto fur and skin; biting onto the side of Xaviar's neck and sinking his teeth in. Before he got an extremely good grip, however, Xaviar managed to rip free of his hold... but not without an open wound that was leaking blood.