Haunted Wood We’re All Out For Blood Now

The she-wolf is anything but slow. This he finds out the hard way. And instantly he’s mustering curses under his breath at the hits she gets on him. He chuckles and his brows furrow, though the smirk he has on his face isn’t so much irritated as they previously were. It’s lively, for this is a real spar and it seems like she’s going to make him work for his victory. He accepts that. 

Though as she headbutt a his leg it buckled out from underneath him for a second. He wouldn’t be surprised if she goes in for another attack then. He chuckles. “You’re good, chica.” Is all he pants out in his Spanish lilt. “But I haven’t lost yet.”

With that, he surges forward and is able to bite at the fluffy fur of her neck. He seems to have learned his lesson though because right after the attack is dealt he goes on the defensive and hops away from her ready to watch for her next attack.