01-02-2012, 04:36 PM
The little whelp was much quicker than he had anticipated, and she managed to dodge his first attack; no matter, there was much more where that came from. Swiping at her, meaning to knock her to the ground, he pushed towards her, his form so massive in comparison that he could easily cover her entire frame in his if he so wished. But she was no without fight, and he was no prepared for the speed in his her claws came to catch him across the face. The blow was hard, but hardly noticeable coming from one so much smaller than him, but still, it stung terribly when her claws ripped away at the flesh of his cheeks. Crying out, he stamped the ground near her skull, nearly crushing. He would make fast work of her now, pity, he had so been looking forward to savoring her death.
But suddenly there was like a roar, and the male turned his golden eyes to see the coyote male, perfectly conscious much to his surprise, leap onto his backside and dig his claws in. He cried out in pain as he felt the puncturing of his flesh and he began to twist and jump to remove the coyote menace from himself. It took several tries, but finally he managed to jerk in such a fashion that the dark male went flying off him, landing in a heap several yards away.
Infuriated and urged on now by pain he turned to the small female again, who much to his surprise hadn’t run off. He jumped then, aimed for her small body. He face like a demon, bleeding, and his pelt also stained in crimson, it was if he had lost all reason, all he wanted to was to see her body torn asunder by his paw.
But suddenly there was like a roar, and the male turned his golden eyes to see the coyote male, perfectly conscious much to his surprise, leap onto his backside and dig his claws in. He cried out in pain as he felt the puncturing of his flesh and he began to twist and jump to remove the coyote menace from himself. It took several tries, but finally he managed to jerk in such a fashion that the dark male went flying off him, landing in a heap several yards away.
Infuriated and urged on now by pain he turned to the small female again, who much to his surprise hadn’t run off. He jumped then, aimed for her small body. He face like a demon, bleeding, and his pelt also stained in crimson, it was if he had lost all reason, all he wanted to was to see her body torn asunder by his paw.