Haunted Wood A Day Like Any Other

Santi makes a tisk tisk tisk noise to her shaking his head faux disappointedly, teeth still on display is a mischievous smirk. “You don’t know Spanish yet? You will learn if you stay in this pack long enough.” He chides her, a chuckle on his lips as well.

Then she’s launching herself towards him and takes a grasp of the muscle of his shoulder. It’s a quick pinch and a thrum of pain spider webbing throughout the area. She’s definitely drawn blood, though it hardly phases him, he’s been nipped plenty like that prior to their spar. Smart of the female, she immediately jumps away after the assault she makes in his shoulder.

Gazing dangerously at her he sprints forwards, savage determination held within his eyes. His should connects with the young females body at her ribs. Successfully knocking her to the ground. He’s on her directly after, not allowing her to get up before he’s caging her in with strong limbs. He chuckles as he gets the mount not wasting any time his mouth opens wide, as of to swallow her, yet he clamps down onto the side of her neck. The grip isn’t hard enough to puncture with his elongated fangs, but will definitely leave bruises.

He lowers his body into more of a squat to make it more of a challenge for her to get up. His body flexes when he shakes his head in a crude attempt to reenact tearing flesh without actually doing so.