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Freedom was not awarded without its price and in this instance, it was with another's blood that she was released. Her claws met their mark with a bitter satisfaction and she sprang from the slackened grasp applying distance between herself and her partner.
Despite her bi-pedal form, she had digressed to all fours with tail anchored high in taunt and claws grasping at the earth. She could smell his blood upon her claws and lingering in the air between them, bringing her maw to salivate in carnal pleasure. Her mind further degraded from the civilized sanity the Luperci tended to pride themselves in, and embarked on the darkened path she had times before been warned never to take; that tempting path that enjoyed the exchange... and took great pleasure in the physical implications. Yet there was no Shepard here to stop her... only submission would call an end.
And she would have him submit.
Yet the smile on his face spoke of him wanting the same of her. There was no promise of an outcome in this dance... but he was certainly welcome to try and have his way. Her hackles raised and body shook with chill of his snarl, thrashing her tail wildly as excitement coursed through her heated form. She watched him carefully, waiting for the ripple of muscle beneath his dark fur to show his movement, but was not at all surprised to see him charge straight for her. They had gone beyond dexterous moves and carefully calculated counters. What had become of them was a digression to the most natural state driven by pure, unbridled instinct... just how she liked it. She did not make to dodge, but charged into him instead intending to meet him in a winding crashing of equally solid and wounded forms. Her only show of thought was the arm extended to again grab his throat and her dripping teeth splayed wide and ready to tear into his shoulder.