Stone Circle Getting up midday makes me tired

Same rules; rolled 1d10: (3)= hit

A feeling of satisfaction spread through Brynn as her teeth sank into the male's cheek. It wasn't quite where she had aimed, but it was good enough. Her victory was short lived, though, as he aimed his own claws for her eye, causing her to let go, wanting to avoid any injury to her eyes. 

She didn't have any time to try another strike because the other wolf lunged for her throat almost immediately after being freed from her teeth. She tried to dodge his teeth but was only able to keep him from connecting with the vulnerable part of her throat. He still managed to lock his jaw on the spot where her neck met her shoulder; it was too close to her jugular for comfort, and fueled by the rage from yet another successful bite on his part, she threw her weight onto him. Her hope was to throw him off and get him to the ground where she might be able to make another attempt at his neck.