Redhawk Caldera It's going to be a bumpy night

Slight pp of him dragging her. I can correct if need be! :)

He succeeded, his teeth clamped into her scruff. She fought against him, trying to pull herself free but he held tight. He started to drag her away from her father, as he was unable to hoist her completely off the ground her body would scuff the ground as he hauled her. But, as had been previously determined, she was feisty and was not going to come without fight. She twisted in his jaws and struck out a dirt-clad paw, catching him squarely in the eye. "Little shit," he hissed as he squeezed the eye shut, but he could feel something aggravating it every time he tried to reopen it. Perhaps a scratch, perhaps a pebble.

He dragged her some twenty feet, then paused to steal a glance at her father with the one eye he could keep open, still holding tight on her scruff for now but she was not making it easy.