Cerulean Cape High maintenance means you're a gluttonous queen, narcissistic and mean

Sand flew underfoot when, in two quick motions, they held one another in check. Wylla's teeth cut into the muscle of Raptor's arm and she made an effort to lock her jaw, but wasn't successful before his own teeth scored her muzzle. A pained snarl erupted from her throat and she threw back her weight and tore at his flesh, hoping to come away with a piece of it and only a deep scrape on her snout to match it, though she knew better than to think he was fully disadvantaged. Raptor was larger than she, and larger wolves tended to have a stronger grip. So she gave only a few sharp wrenches of her head before yanking herself away, with or without a piece of him in her jaws, and she pulled back several paces to lick blood from her lips, whether his or hers or both.