Phoenix Maplewood Invasion

Her teeth met, latching on to the female's soft underside as she yanked and pulled at the tender flesh. This female wasn't going anywhere. She was pinned beneath the teeth of several very angry wolves with a considerable number prowling around the perimeter looking for an opening. Find a piece of flesh? It was theirs. Theirs to shred. Theirs to destroy.

There was no way in hell some wolf could shout, "Come at me bro," demand to lead, and get out of this alive.

The female's whines fell on deaf ears. Citali cared for none of it. Her teeth were honed to kill and she'd give this female exactly what she'd asked for the second she dared to cross their borders. As the female sank to the ground, Citali tore into her flesh. Bit by bit this female would be torn apart by the communal efforts of Phoenix Maplewood.