Shadewood it's all done but the deed

There was a fleeting moment of concern in Haiku with the way Wren hit the ground, but it seemed like she composed quickly. He felt her teeth connect with the scruff of his chest, feeling her pull. Her teeth didn’t impale him, but she felt like she anchored onto him more with her jaw’s connection to him than her initial snaps at his shoulder. Her pull on his chest certainly felt strong though. ”There it is!” He commended with a breathy laugh. Perhaps it just took her a round or two for her to channel her potential.
 
All the while his tail was swishing behind in a wag. This was actually a great temporary distraction from the rough endeavors from his travels and a good means to release some extra pent up energy. His next move was to attempt to pin down one of Wren’s forelegs to prevent her from getting back up. His jaws lightly attempted to clamp onto one of her flailing forelegs, positioning himself above her but being careful not to apply his full weight on her.