Stone Circle I'm just so alone

permission from summer for attacks to land/agreed upon injury

Compared to the last time the two had fought, West did not have surprise on his side. He neared, though his grip would not reach the other male's throat. The other boy had enough time to move, though not enough to fully dodge his barreling form. West could feel his fangs glide, just barely nicking the side of the other's throat before Toad turned in retaliation. A burning sensation quickly bloomed from his shoulder where the other had quickly latched onto, though for now, he did his best to ignored it.

Adrenaline now fueled the woodland boy as he sought to bite whatever he could and hopefully keep a hold. Thanks to their current positioning, there was a convenient opening along the male's flank. Just as the Ursus boy had done, West snapped out, teeth finding purchase in the soft flesh along the other's shoulder. The metallic taste of blood was quick to coat his tongue as West clenched his jaw, a growl steadily rising in his throat once more while he tugged hopping Toad would be first to release his grip.