Sacrifice

Facing the wolf who recklessly charged towards him, the little tiger dodged the strike of the wolfs claws but a scratch mark was left on his face.

Blood came out of the small wound above his left eye and began to drip down onto his left eye affecting his vision slightly.

He would not let this affect his chance to strike at an opening left by his opponent, he quickly got close and bit down onto the wolfs throat.

"Foolish child." The elderly tiger sighed to himself as he was very upset that the young tiger had returned.

However he could not have time to be upset right now, he still had to deal with the enemies in front of him.

A few minutes of travel, the tiger clan survivors had picked up their pace and escaped further.

They began to feel hopeful that they could escape now, perhaps there was a slither of chance that they could live through this ordeal.

Just as they were feeling hopeful those at the front stopped in their tracks.

The others had to stop to see what was wrong but they saw in front of them a large group of figures in the distance that had could barely be made out.

As the figures approached closer, the tigers hopes were crushed to pieces, their escape route had been sealed off and there was no turning back now.

Their small group was full of weaker beasts right now and their small clan did not have many allies within the forest.

Back at the fight between the remaining wolves and the old and young tigers, the atmosphere was tense.

The elderly wolf had not expected this brat to suddenly come back, their efforts to use numbers and tricks to wear down the elderly tiger of his remaining stamina relied upon being careful during this fight.

So it was not within his calculations that the young tiger would return, he thought at such a young age the young tiger would cling onto his life at any opportunity so escaping was his best option.

Yet he had returned, the old wolf forgot to include one thing into his reasoning.

The young tiger felt responsible for what was happening to his clan members, his guilt and sense of responsibility lead him back here.

His fight with the young wolf lead to his clan members being slaughtered, if anyone blamed him he did not know.

Judging from how the wolves attacked so suddenly with the smallest reason it could be said anyone or anything could of sparked such events, if nothing happened now perhaps something may have happened in the future.

After all beasts coveted others territories and resources, even devouring a spirit beasts flesh, blood and beast core would be beneficial towards increasing their strength.

Perhaps it was better that they were experiencing this battle right now because their elder was still alive which gave them hope to survive.

After the elderly tiger passed away, one of the beast clans would take notice of the tiger clan and wish to attack them after their main source of protection was lost, perhaps the first to attack would have been the white wolf clan.

The old wolf assessed the situation, the old tiger was low on energy and would not hold on for long.

His speed was dropping at a fast rate and his strikes were becoming weaker, so all the wolf needed was time to change the battle.

Just as the old tiger turned his full attention onto the remaining two wolves in front of him the old wolf locked onto the young tiger who clung onto the other wolf as he used his body to bring the wolf to the ground.

The old wolf believed if he dealt the young tiger a serious blow it should change the flow of the battle into their favour once more.

The young tiger had been unaware of the old wolfs plans as he was fiercely struggling against his opponent.

The old wolf grew excited as he ran towards his prey, as he got closer it was as if time stood still.

He raised his claw and he leapt towards the vulnerable young tiger, his claws grew closer at every passing second.

A tall figure appeared to block the path of the strike, diverting the claw away from the young tiger.

The old wolf used his momentum to bite down onto the figure of the old tiger who desperately tried to protect the young tiger.

From the side the remaining wolf used this opening to jump onto the side of the old tiger and bit down with his teeth into his back and their nails dug into his flesh.

The old tiger lost his balance in his weakened state and began to fall towards the ground, with a final swipe of his paw he left a long claw wound on the old wolf who held onto his body.

The young tiger who had been awoken by the sudden noises and splashes of blood nearby turned his sights towards the figure he looked up to from his birth who stood proud and tall falling to the ground in front of his very eyes.

Tears fell from his eyes and he bit down onto the wolf even stronger and ripping off the flesh on its throat.

The flesh and blood dropped from his mouth as he cried out. "Elder!"