Hideaway Strath moonlight casted upon sinner's skin

Whrist's eyes were still unfocused, she was reacting, not seeing not able to be reasoned with. She was nothing short of a killing machine in this instant. Blood flowed over her teeth and tongue and her soul sang in the glory of it.

She was about to viciously shake her head, when pain lanced through her ear she released her hold though if she had been in her right mind really trying to kill she would have continued her assault since she had had the upper paw as far as damaging holds were.

She tried to rip her head away blood flowing into her ear canal then she went for the white paws unable to to see anything else. Snapping and snarling, this time it wasn’t a grip she was looking for it was a distraction a few quick bites to get her ear free. Her own paws scrambling below her to get his into another fighting stance.