Lunchtime

[Cyrus Shatterheart]

Cyrus was much smaller than the wolf on top of him. Without his powers, he'd have been pinned for sure. Thank goodness for those...

He put his hand up against the wolf's chest and lifted him off the ground while grabbing his staff with the other hand. He spun the wolf around as hard as he could and used his staff to fling him. While he did this, he shocked him with the hand that was lifting him enough to lock his muscles, and definitely enough to hurt. He kept zapping the wolf as he flung him, pretty much tazing him while he flew through the air. He stopped once the wolf hit the ground and assumed a fighting stance with his bo staff.

"That was about 20% of what I got left... If you leave now, I'll spare you from the rest..." He said to his foe.

[Erik Hale]

Erik looked at the little mage. His stature did not match his abilities as he saw him pretty much lock Matthias up. Erik took the chance and tried to pick Matthias up and then throw him onto the ground as hard as he could, letting the wolves get him, if they see fit, or the blue haired wonder, his choice too. Man, he was really hoping this was going to work and Matthias didn't randomly come out of it and bit him in the neck.

[Matthias DeLune]

He was disoriented. One minute, he was chewing on the staff, the next he was flung through the air. He didn't process that he had been electrocuted until he found himself unable to move while laying on the ground. To make matters worse, the Beta of the rival pack picked him up and threw him! As if he weren't beaten enough already!

When he was finally able to move, he merely snarled at Cyrus, showing his gums as well as his teeth for good measure. He did not lunge though. Being still on the ground had allowed him to cool off enough that he could recognize that he would not win this fight himself. With one final bark, he turned and ran. But he swore to himself that he would kill them the next time they fought.

[Max Landon]

For much of the last part of the fight, Max was bouncing around, rushing in for a few nips at Matthias, but not really gaining any ground on the lycan. He was considering a leap at him, hoping that he would be able to get a good grip on him that way, but Matthias was suddenly flying through the air! He could only stand there and admire the spectacle. He gave a wolfish laugh at this. He couldn't think of anything that would make Matthias more pissed off then this! He was almost disappointed when he ran off. Max woofed at Matthias's retreating tail, chasing after him a bit on pure wolfish instinct before remembering himself. He gave one last canine huff before trotting back to the group, panting happily. He looked around for his brother and went to him. He nudged him with his nose as if asking if he were alright. He sat, guarding his brother from any other intruders, not bothering to change back yet. He looked at Erik, then looked pointedly at the sorcerer, obviously wanting him to see what was going on there.