The Heartwood Take away everything I am

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"If that's how you want it, Kiddo!" Nyra snarls back fiercely, biting him on the sides of the mouth through his own open muzzle, digging in her fangs deep into his cheeks before she managed to twist out of his grip and grab his jugular again with malicious savagery, ripping him off the ground and throwing him viciously as far as she could. She watched him hit the ground and snorted sharply, making sure he didn't get up. She didn't care if he was dead or if he passed out.