Hideaway Strath I got friends in low places

As the brawl continues and he goes for between her shoulders, she risks more damage to herself for the open opportunity to curl inward and rip herself out of his grip as she goes straight for his face. His cheeks, his eyes, anything she can grab and make hurt, she will as she stays on top of him, refusing to give him space a second time as she slashes into his flesh with her own wicked fangs.