Phantom Hollow Wanna Know How I Got These Scars? (m)

Her teeth met with flesh and she tore wildly, not holding anything back. Her growls were purely blood lust, her eyes filled with manic rage and hunger as she tasted his blood. She would make him pay for this, for everything he had done to her even if she died doing it. She had torn into muscle by the time he retaliated, and she snarled with shock and pain as he tore into her side causing her to leap sideways away from his jaws. 

She never went more than a few inches away, muzzle now pointed toward his rear as she lunged low, aiming to take a hind leg inbetween her massive jaws and break it. She would maim him, leave him unable to move, leave him in so much pain he could only scream in his mind. She was no longer Avannon, but a beast driven mad by pain and suffering longing for revenge.