"Not good practice on me!" Cypress's voice raised to a yelp. As Tiger grabbed his neck he slammed himself on the ground and rolled over, twisting himself out of Tiger's grasp. The other male's fangs tore his skin, causing him to growl in pain. Spinning back around Cypress's fangs snapped an inch from Tiger's muzzle as a warning. "Stay away from me, boy. You don't know who you're dealing with." He snarled, his hackles bristling.

Tiger growled "try me!" he snapped staying low to the ground

Cypress lowered his head, his muscles tensing. "You don't want to try me. Stop with your foolish behavior." He snorted, his age finally showing with the slightest bit of wisdom as he turned, walking away.

Tiger gave one last growl before slinking off to find another fight.

Cypress couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief as Tiger walked away. He found a nice sunny spot and laid down, whining slightly as pain prickled in his neck. "Darn it boy..." He mumbled, reverting back to what he had called other younger males in Russia.

(yall fr forgot abt this O//O)

Raina walked back over to cypress. "What happened?" she watched tiger walk away with an audible growl. she didnt like this pup.

Cypress definitely couldn't reach around to lick the wound around his neck, and it was pretty bad. His skin was torn and bleeding, STILL bleeding. As Raina walked over he sat up with a grunt. "Tiger was looking for some action. He found none so he left." Cypress answered with a slight wince.

Tiger sat in a corner watching the others *first one to approach gets a fight* he thought with a growl

Denali got tenser and tenser as she watched the fight and she felt such a low growl escape her it almost wasn't audible, but it was certainly menacing. She felt her hackles raise and her amber eyes narrowed at Tiger. She knew if he turned and saw her, there would be another fight and, quite frankly, he deserved to get his butt whooped so he could find his place properly this time. She had half a mind to walk over and snap his neck. She had plenty experience learning tricks in dog fighting as she was trained as one before her old master decided he would get more money selling her as a sled dog, and a good choice too or else there would be many a dogs blood on her paws.

Cypress knew he did the right thing by not fighting with Tiger, but he had a burning fire in his stomach that was coming alive after almost half a year of being dormant. He had learned to fight rough, and that you had to fight to live. He had the temptation to march over to Tiger right now. The temptation grew stronger as he thought about it. If Tiger was on their team a real fight would happen, sooner or later. Maybe he needed to bring it to Tiger. Cypress finally decided with a slight growl, knowing he wouldn't take well to being bullied by a dog almost 2 years younger than he was. He stood and stalked over, tense but not threatening at the moment. "Tiger. You can't go around fighting dogs for fun. You will mess up the whole team." He growled.