knew full well he woudl more than likely lose his fight, in fact he had almost no faith in his current power, abilirties, or just over all skill. Everyone, even children just born from the womb was stronger than him, he had been beaten down for over 20 years now and it was becoming fustraiting, annoying even. It was diffrent back when all those he faced were just children or adults with little skill, he missed those days when he could have more of an impact and could just fight evenly with another.

Instead of feeling self loathing again he began to grow angry, angry that he was useless, and more so anygry that no matter what he tried he never would catch up to everyone. Growling to himself as he was no longer feeling at all polite or gleeful at what was another loss in a sea of dozens at this point he stood on his paws and began to push out waves of energy.

They wern't large, or even noticable to those around but they were diffrent, becoming more negative, and even changing the tint of his fur, "<Why did I become so much weaker than everyone else? I was strong before but now I can't even touch anyone, even when I do I barely leave a dint...I feel so helpless, useless, it makes me hate everything thats happened to me.>"

This would contenuie as his mentle battle ragged on, eventually full on sparking as his outward apperance changed, going from white fur to black, teeth sharpening as he gritted them together and clinched his eyes clothes. His body expanding out from a small animal to something bigger, more distinct and over all resembling the stories of fairy tales where the big bad wolf was the main antagonist.

Over all, in just a small localized area the ground shifted only slightly from the force and with out any more pressure, subsided with a howl leaving what seemed like a bigger and more intimidating of the once adorable animal that was in its place.