Blackfeather Woods madhatter teaparty

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  Soon enough the brute came for more. His teeth came in contact with her side and she was tumbled over. Her belly was exposed and that was a big no no. She leaned up quickly and bit down onto his neck, not willing to let go anytime soon. Despite the fact they where fighting, she was loving every second of it. Blood and gore made up her personality. Untrustworthy, sly, and rouge.

 
She breathed in his scent and his blood as it trickled into her mouth. Her jaws clamped down harder. She waited for the male to react.