Blackfeather Woods I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy

the pain in his neck abated, yet then sudenly he was below the other and his muzzle held firmly closed in the jaws of the other. Xan's biting power severely overpowered the boy's own, and thus he was promptly stuck. he writhed below the other, but recieved only discomfort as his limbs bent oddly, and thus stopped, anger glazing in his eyes.

but then the dampness around his neck, the way he was finally trapped, being in this horrid cave suddenly broke through to the boy, and fearcaused his ears to slick back against his head, a small whimper breaking through, muffled by his closed jaws as finally, he stilled.