Homicide Attack Short Story

Everything happened quickly, and a whirl of commotion ripped through the quiet as the male Rottweiler swung to his death. Her experience was low, but Homicide felt confident that she was on the winning side of this fight. The blur of fighting began quickly, and it was obvious that the attackers were highly out numbered. Fights would range to one on one to two on one, with favor towards to Agilulfo family. A smile pulled at the edge of her lips, she could not deny that the taste of flesh would be nice. Next to her, the female that helped her with the rope was engaged. Wanting to get in one the fight, Homicide would assist Riley. While the police member was distracted with attacking Riley, Homicide would rise upon her back legs hoping to land on the attackers shoulder blades. If she could bring down the police member then Riley could have her way with her.
He had a job to do, and he was confident that his family would make it possible for him to see this job to the end. Jericho had no doubt that it was a pack of Kekoans, more likely police force that had caught wind of them. He also had no doubt that the Agilulfo family would come out victors. The Rottweiler hanging from his rope pulled with all his weight, and Jericho dug his claws into the wood of the dock to keep from slipping forward. Her jerked his head backwards, as a kind of warning to the brute, but that was all he could manage with the rope stuffed into his jaws. His eyes shot over to Aela, hoping that this brute would die