Again, she missed, and again she wheeled. The snapping teeth clicked in open air and Salvia rushed again. There was very little distance for the coyote to maneuver and the wolf saw this as her weapon. With size alone her secui form could crush the girl, and oh she would. The coyote girl was a step ahead of her but Salvia saw her intended route. With a sharp bark of command, she cut a wide angle and gave birth to Miqui. If the coyote wished to run into danger so be it.
This circle took her wide, bringing her around to the side of the fray. From here Salvia rushed, low and fast, at the side of the coyote. Ready for her to move, she was prepared to follow suit and take her down. There would be no time to dodge, and her intention was to fully cripple her, either by leg or by shattering a rib with her weight. A singular blow could do such a thing, especially on such a small opponent. Green eyes blazed, all too clear of the battle-fury of her father.
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