This bitch, this Jezebel heathen female - she had taken Nakoda from her and she would not stand for it! Mahr would rip out her throat and drink her blood. She would paint the earth with it, leave her paw prints in the mess and show the world that Nachtmahr was not to be crossed. She would have what was hers by fate. It didn't matter how many she needed to take down. She had learned to fight her whole life until their parents had been murdered and she had watched out for Eisheth until her sister had disappeared and left her. Mahr had always been unstable; her sister's sedate presence had tamed most of the insanity that seemed to reside within her. With her gone and with Nakoda missing Mahr was splintering to pieces, each conscious thought becoming more bogged in suspicion and paranoia.

In a way, this was the sum of all the mistakes of her parents and Mahr is beyond help. Beyond words, beyond compassion, beyond anything except the fury and insanity that had been a daily occurrence in her life since birth. It was a chemical imbalance in her brain. There was no true reasoning for it except that and it would all end here today, unbeknownst to her.

So she flies through the air with the intention of murdering the harlot before her. Not once does she even notice the pup that races to cover or the stench of motherhood upon Niveah's fur. All she sees is the lies that her mind has conjured up and she would taste blood from her. Niveah is successful in her attempt to latch onto Mahr's throat and as her teeth snap down Mahr's body has continued to move forward so that the puncture wounds become tears. Blood begins to pull and gush from the jugular vein that Niveah has expertly managed to puncture and rip. Mahr does not realize this. Instead she is still in a frenzy as her own teeth bite down on the fatty tissue of Niveah's neck and tear at it with the savagery of a starved dog.

She wants her to become a rotting pile of flesh beneath her and she lifts her long legs in an attempt to claw at the forelegs of Niveah, to rip funnels of fur from her and make her blood, never realizing that the hot liquid of her life spills down her neck and splashes against the earth with a finality. That even as she attempts to push forward on the ground to use her height and knock Niveah back she is growing weaker by the second. That in the end if she doesn't kill Niveah she will be the corpse.

Finally her teeth let go of the black wench and she stumbles back, everything growing dizzy around her as she snarls and blood spurts from her neck. "I want him back." The words are hissed and choked and she finally begins to realize that something was terribly wrong. It only serves to infuriate her more and she lunges low at Niveah to snap at her legs, stumbling halfway.
(Niveah can take advantage of the stumble however you want and kill her off if you wish :P)