I'm so sorry this is so late! WC: 411
Ty's eyes actually popped open in shock as he felt her warm blood spill all over his hand, his claws piercing through her gentles skin, he had not expected his first strike to make any contact. However, the fact it made contact was a good sign for Ty, she had stiffened up instead of moved away, proof that he was fighting someone who was rather inexperienced. However, this did not mean Ty dropped his guard even for an instant. He watched with an unblinking resolve as the woman reeled back clutching at the flowing wound, as if to stop her very soul from leaving her body.
However, Ty was surprised when the woman wanted to keep fighting, despite the goo dripping out of her chest. Her body morphed and shifted into the war-form of the secui in front of him, even her delicate form shaping into a violent, destuctive monster that the secui had to offer. This coyote still wanted to fight, and Ty admitted that although she was awfully hateful of wolves, this female had spirit. But the trained wolf was ready for the oncoming onslaught of a dive the coyote sprang on him, diving at him like the vicious bloodthirsty beast she had now become. Her claws and teeth screamed for blood, but for Ty they would not get a taste, not this time.
His body gave way to the secui's charge, but his hands caught the drooling maw of Ykesha. This was no pathetic submission for Ty, for he was a rather resourceful wolf, this was a change of momentum. As Ty fell to the ground from the weight of the charge, he propped his feet into the coyote's stomach, vaulting her off of him as he rolled backwards.
Without a second of hesitation, Ty rolled back onto his feet, shifting into his own secui form as he did. To Ty a prolonged fight with a secui in optime form was managable, but it would be too troublesome for Ty, he realized he needed to end this quickly, before more coyotes show up to tear at his flesh. Now on even ground with the coyote, the half-tailed ruffian launched himself at Ykesha with a terrifying ferocity of his own, tackling her to the ground with his massive frame. As he tackled, his jaws came down upon her leg, hoping that he could at least momentarily take out a limb so he could gain even more of an advantage.
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