Cerulean Cape Cause for hate and a cause for ending, it sounds so easy

He was spent and addled. Tongue lolling from his slackened jaw, he was unprepared for the resurgence of fury that came for him. He yelped as he tried to evade her teeth, straining against his own tender flesh as he went down too. Raptor's limbs kicked out and sought purchase against her as he tried to push and lean as far away as he could from her snaps, shoving the side of his face into the sand and squeezing his eyes shut.

He had no further aggression with which to confront her; any further abuse was his to take in total compliance. But when at last their coupling subsided, he endeavored to take no more and hastened out of her reach. Scrabbling to his paws, the sable wolf bolted, tail tucked between his legs and ears pressed to his skull.

He looked over his shoulder to see if he was being chased.