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Draugr is by me!
Perhaps more dog than wolf in that moment, Draugr's teeth found their hold and refused to release it. It was a terrible place to have bitten the deer -- the thinnest part of the leg, bone protected by only the thinnest sheath of flesh and then a bit of skin. There was the stinging and salty taste of blood in her mouth, and Draugr planted her legs and jerked backwards, pale eyes glancing to see the feline now on the deer's back. She did not release her hold, for the deer could not lash out with his hind leg anymore -- the weight of the cat on him and her own crippling blow was bringing him to the earth. And still, he kicked out toward the Cicerone even as she tore for his throat. That provoked a growl even through the flesh and bone between the wolfdog's teeth.
Draugr unhooked her jaws from the leg and sprang away as the deer flailed his good leg, narrowly avoiding the first kick. She circled around, and seeing the animal's head drawn down by the devil at his throat, flailing wildly to disengage the weight on his back, took her chances with the base of his neck. She gnashed her teeth through the thick fur there, tearing and ripping until there was flesh and then blood between her jaws. In the manner of a lioness, she opened her jaws as wide as they would go and sought to clamp down on the animal's spine. Her teeth sank deep into flesh and she found herself with a mouthful so great she could hardly breathe, but still she bit down, all the pressure in her jaws wolfishly strong and competing with the stringy muscle and flesh and hard, sharp bone protecting the animal's spinal cord.
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