Dragoncrest Cliffs these long cold days of grey

Bobby continued to struggled under the coyote until suddenly the weight was lifted off of him. Not wait a moment to figure out who it was, the black and red male scrambled to his feet and leapt upon the front half of the coyote, which was still free. He grabbed its scruff in between his teeth and pushed it down with all his strength. It writhed under him and his pack mate, and with an angry snarl Bobby bit down harder, drawing blood from the coyote. It tasted warm in his mouth, and seeped out onto his own fur. The coyote howled and continued to buck.

I held off on Bobby killing it in case you want Ajatar to :)