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I can feel his frustration vibrating against me as he tries to bite into my spine but I keep resisting, keep my body moving so he never makes purchase on what he wants. None the less, he doesn't stay focused on it too long. I'm sure his leg must be driving him mad by now. The adrenaline is still coursing through our veins but with less movement, there is less circulation. I know my body feels like one big bleeding bruise right now. I can feel my shoulder and scruff more violently now and even my scratched muzzle feels like it's on fire. As he moves forward, I move back, trying to outdo him but he runs his fangs down my muzzle anyway. I feel the warm blood come to the surface, just enough for it to dribble down so I can lick up a few drops with my tongue. The funny thing is, he seems mostly satisfied with this attack, his eyes almost looking gratified as he glances at the wound before moving on to his next attack. As his head comes toward me, I slap my paw down but he moves quicker now, able to dodge the attack. I don't let it deter me since I'm trying to figure this all out now anyway. I don't even know why we're fighting and be honest, I'm starting to lose my steam. I manage to dig my fangs into the flesh behind his jaws but I feel his neck moving and before I know it, I feel his teeth grasp the flesh of my shoulder. I snarl through my own gritted teeth as they grind on his muscle and tissue. I want to take out my pain and anger on him but at the same time, I don't want to maul him. I have nothing against him besides the fact that he's attacking me. As he jerks back, I mimic his actions after shaking my head, wanting to do a little extra damage before I release. Thankfully, he's releasing too but I don't back off. I feel like I might collapse if I step back. We stand there for a few moments, breathing in and out in heaves as I question him. I see his ears flicker but he takes a minute or two to answer. His body twitches like I hit a nerve and now my ears flick back and forth. He seems almost...sad. Now I do feel a twinge of sympathy for him, even around the burning of my wounds. Finally he speaks and I manage a soft snort around my panting breaths. "Non lethal? I distinctly remember you trying to bite into my spine and when I think of a face attack, I think of gouging out eyes and stuff so what part of that wasn't lethal?" He coughs again and I feel him back off. I have to right myself as he backs away from my weight. I guess I was leaning on him a little. I stand as straight as I can, not wanting to give into my pain not just yet. My lips do twitch in a shadow of a smirk as he spits out some of my fur. Serves him right. As he gives his name, I sigh before answering. "Avery." I murmur. I watch as he starts cleaning his leg up. It does look pretty nasty. That reminds me that I need to clean up my own but the only one I can really reach is my shoulder. I lick at it before trying to reach my muzzle but I can only catch faint traces of blood where I can reach. I finally give up with another sigh. The rest will have to wait, I guess. At his sudden comment, a dry chuckle falls from my lips. "Yeah sure, just stop dragging innocent wolves into it. He was innocent, right?" I can't help but ask, raising a brow in question as I look at him. I do want to know that I didn't let a serial killer or something loose again. I know that he didn't tell me why he was so angry but maybe I'll be able to get around to it in time. I'm in no rush for anything right now. After a minute, I can't stand it anymore so I collapse on my flanks in a huff of breath. Eying him cautiously in case he gets a third wind or something, I wait to make sure he's not going to attack again before I slowly let my body drop down till I'm on my stomach. Avery female.four years old.35', 150lbs.born to ChernobylxBeowulf.sibling to Adalmund&Aelfgar.bound to none.mated to none.betrothed to Leonidas.mother to none.tied to nowhere |