The Sentinels Mexican Standoff

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This motherfucker. She had the audacity to think that she could just attack? FROM BEHIND? the bitch. 

Being thrown to the ground by the fatass, Aria let out a ferocious snarl- one that sounded far different from her majestic and fluffy exterior. Pinned to the ground by the caramel beast, the girl struggled for only moment before she regained her footing. Aria shook Behati off, lunging at the girl herself. Behave dodged, taking another shot for her scruff. Grabbing hold of it, the white Beta feared that she would be overpowered and, god forbid, lose.  With another snarl, Aria twisted her head, clamping down hard on her shoulder before Behati had any opportunity to make another move, letting her go and stepping back with a yelp. The two scuffled for a while, receiving a few minor wounds but nothing deadly. Neither had the intention to murder the other- at least Aria didn't. 

Both girls circled each other, bleeding only slightly and growling angrily. Aria made the first move, leaping from their battle-circle and making straight for her throat. She had no intention to kill, simply dominate. Behati had ducked, leaving Aria to tackle her to the ground and hold her there, her jaws held under the other girls in a growl. She held her there for a moment before Behati reluctantly whined with submission, but there was no hint of respect in her eyes- only hatred. 

Aria got off of her, but stared her down the whole time. The dessert covered wolf fled, and Aria sat, tending to her wounds in annoyed triumph.