03-31-2010, 06:10 AM
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The older coyotes reflexes were what saved her. She twisted and ducked beneath Vark’s all out leap for the throat. Vark’s shoulder grazed the woman’s head on the way past, and he landed in an awkward roll on the far side, behind his opponent. Vark quickly regained his feet, wiped his head around to face the coyote, pulling his lips back over his teeth. But it was there his poor eyesight betrayed him. He missed the blur of the other foe, and wasn’t aware of his presence until something slammed into his hind legs with such force he was thrown off his feet. Kicking savagely, he felt them connect with force and throw his foe from him. Vark’s legs pained him, and there was a little blood seeping through the fur. He also became aware of blood running in a sheet over the left side of his face and filling his blind left eye like tears. The coyotes fangs must have connected when they passed. Vark wondered at how he wasn’t scared. He was only angry. And the smell of blood seemed to be giving him strength. The lust for violence and vengeance would be satisfied today, he promised himself. Vark struggled to regain his feet before his was set upon by the older woman.
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The older coyotes reflexes were what saved her. She twisted and ducked beneath Vark’s all out leap for the throat. Vark’s shoulder grazed the woman’s head on the way past, and he landed in an awkward roll on the far side, behind his opponent. Vark quickly regained his feet, wiped his head around to face the coyote, pulling his lips back over his teeth. But it was there his poor eyesight betrayed him. He missed the blur of the other foe, and wasn’t aware of his presence until something slammed into his hind legs with such force he was thrown off his feet. Kicking savagely, he felt them connect with force and throw his foe from him. Vark’s legs pained him, and there was a little blood seeping through the fur. He also became aware of blood running in a sheet over the left side of his face and filling his blind left eye like tears. The coyotes fangs must have connected when they passed. Vark wondered at how he wasn’t scared. He was only angry. And the smell of blood seemed to be giving him strength. The lust for violence and vengeance would be satisfied today, he promised himself. Vark struggled to regain his feet before his was set upon by the older woman.