Blackfeather Woods i won't become the thing i hate

Actually, I was hoping we could leave the fight be an OOC event...
This will actually be my last post in this thread...

The taste of blood quickly flooded damien's mouth as his fangs sunk in Grimnir's face. It wasn't quite the spot Damien was going for, but any damage done to the beast would be a +1 towards Damien'd ultimate goal, and frankly, it pleased him to hurt the monster. He'd been wanting to do it for quite a while now.

Damien was joined by his brother, who had promptly lunged to take a piece himself of the bastard that had hurt their sister so long ago. But time wouldn't wear off the fact that Grimnir was a threat to the family and the pack. It was a matter the Brotherhood would have to deal with sooner or later.

Grimnir didn't seem to put much of a defense against the attacks, but Damien did not suspect even a bit that the effects of the spores were fading away in Grimnir. He was enjoying the moment way too much to think clearly. But satisfied with how deep his teeth had pierced Grimnir's skin this time, the dark boy stepped away and watched how his prisoner's face bleeded for a while. This would not be the last time he drew blood from Grimnir's body, he was sure. But there was one thing Damien did not know...

His inexperience would cost him dearly this once...