09-03-2011, 04:35 PM
Shawchert wouldn't be destracted so easy from a fight, and upon pushing the man to the ground, though it seemed his teeth missed flesh, it gave shawchert new energy. Shawchert felt his punches and scratches as superficial, he was full of adrenaline, ready to take him out, and make sure he never came back, his hand grabbed for the man's throat as he aimed a bite to his shoulder. He wanted to show this man that he was not something to mess with and he could easily draw blood. He had his own blood welling up as the man fought to get away from Shaw, but the man wasn't about to let up yet.