Meadowlark Prairie Oh please; youre drunk

Her attack landed, it thrust them both to the ground, the sensation of flesh on her tongue signaled to begin tearing. She wanted to sever the fleshy link between hind leg and abdomen but Void interrupted her. He slipped from her grasp and lunged for her face, Etephyr ducked down and he went over her head. Initially she didn't realize what he had taken from her, all she felt was the absence of familiar warmth in her left ear. It wasn't until the warmth returned and dripped down her jaw did she realize her ear was gone. Ripped clean off, at least what remnants were left over from the last man that attacked her.

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With no energy left, Etephyr knew she needed to end things but with her body thoroughly wrought with damage of all kinds, Etephyr took Voids lunge as a chance to put further distance between them. She scrambled out of his striking range and faced him. The bitch knew better than appear meek in front of opponents, she learned from showing weakness, harsh lesson after harsh lesson. With great protest from her body, the woman stood tall, proud, her own blood continuing to cascade down her body but it did not deter her. If anything, it emboldened her.    

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"Leave. We have proven our points, it's time we separate and lick our wounds, as well as pray that we do not succumb to infection." She said hoarsely. Etephyr didn't want to kill the man but the lesson she taught him was costly. Whether the woman wanted to admit to it or not, Void had taught her much too. Namely, don't be fucking hotheaded and stupid. Stupid.