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Her body was done fighting, yet her mind wanted to continue. She tried one last time to scratch him but she couldn’t move the pain was too much. His jaws went around her muzzle and she whined silently and once he released her she was on the ground with him inching towards her.

Her kind wandered at what he was going to do now. The male pressed his paw on her and she could just look at him. She didn’t show that it hurt her, serem wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. In a last bit of effort she wiggles out from under him and stood up. “Noted. That was fun.” A normal wolf probably would of ran but alas she wasn’t normal. Her mind was sound and her body was tired. “I can respect someone who can fight like that, hell I’d be a fool not to. Your skills are good.”