Blackfeather Woods i won't become the thing i hate

Should we mark this thread as mature?

First it was Damien. Grim attempted to dodge him, but a tooth snagged on the right side of his face, tearing it open. Grim snapped and snarled at the whelp, but before he could attempt to sink teeth into him, Cicero launched at his throat. Grim stood up on his hind legs to avoid the second attack, but felt more teeth lodge in his chest. He allowed his body weight to pull them both down, his own teeth aiming for any part of Cicero within reach. 

Grim always enjoyed a fight no matter the reasons behind it. Controlling his murderous impulses was hard. The other wolf usually ended up with some sort of vicious wound whether it was a spar or not. So this was perfect. He wouldn't have to hold back against these two. But it would be difficult. He still felt heavy from whatever drug they had poisoned him with. But the effects were wearing off more quickly now.