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Teeth flashed as the man did not seem phased by the verbal rumbling out from her chest, and she felt something stir within her. It felt as natural as breathing, given her position as the head female of this pack, but the urge to dominate and to put the once sneering man into his place vaguely baffled the part of the woman that was not swallowed up by blind rage. Casa was about as civil as a pack could be, and to feel such a primal emotion was nearly out of place with what she was used to. But, in the end, they were all canines, and no matter how much they acted humane, they were beasts at their center.
Alyssum was not intolerant to pain as some were, but the heat of the fight egged her on, and whatever touch she felt made by the other only moved her forward, whether or not in the end it would only cause her more injury. She felt her fist connect with his arm, and looked to sidestep backwards and out of any retaliation he had laying in wait to respond. Coyotes were fleet footed, and she was graced to have the lithe paws of one. But, she was not the only coyote in this fight.
Another blow was landed, and a ripping, down right snarl went through her. While she did stumble a bit again, there was not a moment's pause, and she went straight into the man's torso, looking to grip him around with arms as her head aimed to slam against his chest. She relied on her brute strength and momentum alone in hopes of downing him and to get him on the floor.
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