Sawtooth Spire set fire

Bodies collided in a thud of muscle and sinew, heat welling between the pair as bites and nips drove into sooty ears. Neck wrenched head away, attempting to remove threat without displacing pressure and weight into adversaries side. It was a tactic to track her movements, every twitch resulting in triggers through skin and flesh. 

Fangs clipped at her forelegs, seriousness dwindling by the second before shoulder rolled towards the earth and body plopped uselessly at the bear-wolf's paws. Unusual tactics, perhaps, but also a display of reverence despite the bloodshed and pinches. Tail covered genitals and throat extended in blatant disregard for well-being. Point had been proven and, once again, there was reluctance to expose every detail so soon. Rather, hind legs thrust against the earth in attempts to slide beneath the superior, nibbling and nabbing at any flesh she chose to leave open and available.