Hitting the other male made the oddest of sounds, but Covet was amused with that, too. He had felt the sting and bite of teeth through skin, but that only had him wanting to rip the male apart more. That blinding red haze, the craving of tearing flesh and coloring the ground with blood and gore rose up within him. The popping sound of joints doesn't change his aim, and the male's face was at the mercy of his teeth now, and they were not merciful things by any count. Soon there were paws blocking his bites to the face, and then the male was falling, down. Covet was set to pounce and end it all when a nagging voice in his head told him to stop.

He blinked, half hopping to the side from the barely halted lunging, and Covet's gaze wander from the male, body trembling with the want to keep attacking through his attempt to control that craving. If he controlled it, would she find something in him worth saving? Even if he doubted that he could, or even wanted to be? He snarled lowly in his throat, and when he felt the grip of the haze fall away, he stepped closer to the wounded, fallen wolf. This time he did not go to bite, merely quickly consuming as much blood as he could from the wounds as he darted in and out in case the wolf tried to attack again. He was not sure that if it happened he could keep enough control. With the hunger finally sated, and the act a harbringer of things to come, Covet grabbed the tail, and with a last grumble started off and away from the fallen wolf. Left alive.

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