Description
Kingsley jumped out of the tree's, helping her pack fight the hunters and rouges. She spotted a few of them trying to attack her Luna, Airabella. Anger rose in her body as one pined her down, trying to kill her. Kingsley jumped onto the mans back and tore his head off, blood splattering every where. She looked at the other two men who just starred at her in complete terror. She looked back at the headless body, blood pouring out like a river after a bad rain storm. She growled as the two men came closer to her, making them step back. Kingsley however, knew if she went to go help her other pack that they would kill her beloved Luna. She remembered the time Airabella went into a coma because a couple rouges just happened to stumble apon their pack. She knew they were more than just a hybrid and worelocks. However, she was still stronger than those men. Once they pulled the trigger of a rogar, she stepped in front of Airabella trying to save her. That didn't work, the bullet flew across the side of her head. Kingsley distroyed those men once after that. There was a search party that went on for almost a year just trying to find those men. After that horrible memory, she shoke it to the back of her mind. She glared at the two men, picking the one that had a knife pulled out. Kingsley jumped on top of the man, ripping his arm's off in a flash. Along with his head. She turned to the shorter, yet more older male and dug her paws into his stomach. After that, she smashed his face in. She growled at the other hunters that was attacking her pack. The war was almost over when something happened to the alpha. Airabella ran up to her, helping her up and making sure she was okay. Once she okay enough to fight again, she destroyed the men who started the war. Making her pack even more strong and known.
Our Savior
