Svara pulled back enough so that firefly was forced to release the collar. No saticfaction came to her features, because svara knew that firefly wouldn't give up. The moment her throat was bared the Sadira womens teeth caught the collar again. Holding her weight against the women she let her pull for a second before she saw the open spot on the womens bare scruff. Dipping her head down she took a mouth full of the womens golden fur.
Sinking fangs deep into the tuft she shook her head demanding release from her own hold. To the red she wolf the collar was not removable, and for the Sadira women to even try to remove it was damning. She had no right to try to take what wasn't hers to take. She would understand her mistake. No sympathy ran through her as her faces sank in deep and blood seeped into her mouth. What ever move they both took next was still to be seen.