He is so deliciously wicked when he is like this. I remember when I stopped him and Heyel from hurting that female. I should have just let them have at her, but I think a part of me was jealous that Heyel got to be at his side doing it rather than me. I have been distracted and because of it, I really do get a good kick to my face from the male beneath us, and it really did hurt. He hit my nose and a wickedly pained snarl erupts from my throat as he moves. My mind snaps then, I think, with an audible click in my own thoughts. No more playing then, I have shut myself off, cutting the emotions that keep getting me distracted and as Devil moves forward to catch the male, I do as well. This wolf thinks he is smart to put his back to the tree, should Devil not have him back on the ground. Should the wolf be on the ground again, I may loose interest in this game. It would have been too easy, too simple to defeat him. Yes, I know it is a little unfair and the scales are tipped in our favor, but still...to let a pregnant wolf and her...well...other half...knock you on your ass so quickly?

I really hope this wolf keeps his paws under him as he backs up. I don't want him down yet, it wouldn't be fitting for him. No, I think Demons should die pinned to trees. Should Devil manage to knock him against the tree, I will once again move to his rump. I will have a souvenir, I want his tail. It is the prettiest thing about him, and I want it. I growl darkly, my smile turning to something reminiscent of my sister's, that lopsided grin that means I have reached the perfect balance of numb and burning. My eyes are burning brightly, seeming alive as they flash to Devil's own. I lunge, aiming for where the male's tail meets his hips, hoping to get a good grasp on it while he is focused on the crushing weight of Devil. I am familiar with that weight, I have come to adore every inch of the dark and deadly male beside me, each facet of him matched me perfectly and for whatever reason, I didn't want to fight the feeling anymore. What was the point in denying it? I am distracted again, though at this end and given that I am attempting to remove the tail from the beast, Devil between me and the male's teeth, I figure that I can spare a few thoughts as I jerk my head to and fro.