Firefly Glen This is mine, everything you see is mine

The scrape of bone on bone proved enough for the vocal cords of Feyre to decide it was time to make themselves known. With a yip of suprise and pain, she witnessed her own blood spill to the ground. Quickly, as if in a haze, she wrenched herself from the bite, leaving her apponent with a piece of her flesh. With an intense growl, she launched herself at the other fae, biting the scruff of her neck in revenge. She hung on to her point of impact, wounding the fae in a similar fashion to her own injury.