Wild Berry Meadow Clowns To The Left Of Me, Jokers To The Right, Here I Am

Both took their respective hits in stride, parting momentarily. The woman growled a warning, but neither female would be backing down yet. Emelie lunged forward again, and Brandy jumped back through the burn of her wound just in time for a repeat offence on her opposite shoulder -- blood gushed a little, but it didn't deter her from snaking forward again, keeping her head low to protect her throat and going for another rake of her teeth to whatever frontal area they landed on. This time it was the copper yearling that snarled, but it was not to warn her off -- it was weeks of energy built up, with an aggresive outlet she didn't need to hold back on.