Quickly the interaction had devolved from a civil state to savage as the songs of tooth and aggression rang out. However different the reason, the desired result was the same; for either to have their way over the other in the presence of the fallen flesh.
Her bite had sought its mark, but lacked the malicious intentions of her counterpart. She had not yet the heart to cause unnecessary pain to another. This was not life or death, no threat beyond the carrion was apparent. Yet there was such righteous anger in the startling golden eyes. Once wide with the chase, now hardened by ferocity. She was unnerved by his determination to lay claim to the meat, yet would not allow it to overcome her. As he swing his head, and grasped for her throat, she felt instead the fury of his bite against her neck. Her yelp, an indication that it punctured through tan fur. By luck of size, there was enough fat to keep his incisors from reaching deeper in to bone, but the sting of tearing flesh was unavoidable.
Sucking in the pained gasp, she craned her neck back and to the side as she attempted to grasp for an ear that was no longer present. Yet she was relentless, straining against the pull of his teeth instead to turned deeper in by her front and try for a swipe at his side with a heavily laid paw. |