Heron Lake Plateau And hell I took you up on all your threats to leave

With the coyote held more or less in one position, making an aweful fqualling sound in the process, Niamh considered what move to make next. She couldn't suffocate it, as she gripped the bone of its jaw, but she also didn't necessarily want to let it go in case Eljay let go of its tail at the same time. With a broken leg, it wouldn't get far, but like Eljay, she simply wanted to get things over with. He certainly looked like he wasn't enjoying the whole scenario, so Niamh did the only thing she could think of- and gave her head a vicious shake, emitting an undulating, high pitched growl as she did so and even though it made her dizzy too, the coyote was disoriented enough that she could loose her grip and then go in for the kill. 

Once the coyote had stopped moving, she dropped it, and hissed slightly through her teeth, pausing for a moment to lick her shoulder where the creature had bit her. "Hate coyotes," She said gruffly, and nodded to Eljay. "Thanks for the help though, dude," She said. She hadn't exactly pegged Eljay for the type to help kill anything. She even found it slightly odd to picture Eljay killing something in order to eat it- but it wasn't as though he could be a vegetarian and survive. She tried to find a bit more respect for him, for having helped her- though she still had the idea that he'd only done it to save her from getting injured, not because he actually liked fighting.