Redhawk Caldera Don't tell me I'm fine

Her strategy eventually paid off, giving Nightjar the chance to dart in and slam the coyote to the ground. Although she wanted to give him the honor of the kill, Wildfire quickly closed in too, snapping her small jaws at one of the creature's flailing legs. It managed to kick the side of her smudged muzzle once before she snatched it with her teeth. Cheek still smarting, she ground her fangs through flesh, blood and bone, breaking the leg with a loud snap!

The coyote bucked and squealed. She released her grip, spitting out a spray of its blood, retreating a yard or so to make it clear she intended for the Warden-in-training to make the final blow. She watched grimly from the sidelines, black tail twitching, prepared to assist again should the smaller canine somehow try to make an escape.