Here we meet for the last time
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He pushed against her, grabbing her collar in his jaws. And the warrior had placed herself in a bad place. Her pure strength was not match for his, and he invariably forced her back. She could not maneuver out of his hold, for his jaws held her tightly. Her own jaws responded similarly as she sought to force him to relinquish his grip upon her, but he did not. And he pushed her back continually against that tree, trapping her there between him and a barrier. Often he tried to force her upon her hind legs, but she resisted his efforts, pulling herself over to retain the stability of having all four legs upon the earth. But as he had pushed her against that tree, it ws difficult for her to resist, and the yellow-eyed predator succeeded in his attempts. He struggled now to release her hold upon him, and sensing that he was a greater threat to her now than he was before, the woman resisted. But in the end, she could not hold it, and she was forced to release.


A sound between a snarl and a whine ripped through her. She hadn’t been quick enough to escape those jaws that sought her leg, and it came down upon the fur and flesh and muscle and bone. The white eyes narrowed against that indescribably pain, her body shuddering against it. She could feel his teeth grinding against her bones, and she could do nothing. If he broke the bone, she could not stop him. He would win, and she would be dead. She fell to the ground heavily as he pulled her off balance. The black female’s main concern now was to keep her leg from being completely destroyed. She recognized now that the leg would be of little use to her, but it would be a greater hindrance should he succeed in breaking the bone. Cwmfen new that she had to prevent that, for if she did not, she would fail.


The white eyes were wild, the control struggling to be maintained through the shots of pain that sought to destroy it. She curled her body up, using his grip upon her to her advantage. The black female snarled more savagely, more fiercely, as she fought to free herself from those jaws that had closed about her like a trap. She sought his face, but his muzzle and eyes were just out of his reach. The warrior settled for any part of his head, however, and her jaws snapped down upon his flesh, able to obtain a good amount as her teeth scraped along his skull. She bit down once, then twice to obtain a secure grip, and she ripped into him, tasting his fur and his blood in her mouth. And the strength of her jaws was increased as she even sought to expel the pain that incessantly shot through her leg, the pressure he put upon it increasingly unbearable even to one who had trained to tolerate it.

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