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Cercelee continued to struggle, although Ember’s arrival had no seemed to distract the male enough for Cercelee to get the upper hand or even wiggle free, she did not intend on making this easy for the coyote. Her jaws continued to snap in his face, rarely making contact and when they did she never had a good hold, but any damage done to the coyote was progress. Which is how she had to think of it. In the back of her mind she knew she had no chance, but she would not just lay down her life for him. If things turned badly she would put her life on the line for Ember, but as it was Ember had the best position here and Cercelee had the worse. And Cercelee’s position was made even worse as she flipped backwards against the force of the male, landing hard on her side and with the coyote still above her.
Cercelee continued to thrash her body about, her dull wolf claws uselessly raking the male’s body, her fangs trying to find flesh to tear into. It was useless, but then Cercelee saw Ember standing above both of them. Standing. She had shifted? Cercelee was surprised, though very pleasantly. Cercelee watched as Ember wrapped her arms around the male, preparing to lift him. Although a secui was heavy, Ember should be able to lift him somewhat. Cercelee prepared to roll out from under the male just as soon as there was enough space between her and the coyote.
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Cercelee continued to struggle, although Ember’s arrival had no seemed to distract the male enough for Cercelee to get the upper hand or even wiggle free, she did not intend on making this easy for the coyote. Her jaws continued to snap in his face, rarely making contact and when they did she never had a good hold, but any damage done to the coyote was progress. Which is how she had to think of it. In the back of her mind she knew she had no chance, but she would not just lay down her life for him. If things turned badly she would put her life on the line for Ember, but as it was Ember had the best position here and Cercelee had the worse. And Cercelee’s position was made even worse as she flipped backwards against the force of the male, landing hard on her side and with the coyote still above her.
Cercelee continued to thrash her body about, her dull wolf claws uselessly raking the male’s body, her fangs trying to find flesh to tear into. It was useless, but then Cercelee saw Ember standing above both of them. Standing. She had shifted? Cercelee was surprised, though very pleasantly. Cercelee watched as Ember wrapped her arms around the male, preparing to lift him. Although a secui was heavy, Ember should be able to lift him somewhat. Cercelee prepared to roll out from under the male just as soon as there was enough space between her and the coyote.
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