Blacktail Deer Plateau I need a challenge Show me your talent

Third Roll: 2 - miss (after a few re-rolls to break a tie lmfao)

Thrusting into his mouth did indeed do something - it had him lose his grip for just moment, long enough for him to try and grab her again and only to find himself snapping at the air, finding nothing between this teeth but the bitter taste of defeat. 

Though he could handle much more than the wounds that were laid out to him, once again he reminded himself that he was not thirsty for a rank, but instead just wanted to push the envelope - and that he did. Feeling the sting on his ear was enough to have him pull back - his one miss was proof enough that this was over and unless he wanted to push her further and test their boundaries, their limits, their bodies; he had to accept defeat. 

I concede. Pulling back with ears glued against his skull to protect them further, he made distance between them both. I never doubted your title, it was an honour.