Redsand Canyon And I may have dreamt it

11 I am still shaky on dice. So she won the first round, with 13 to my 4, and now I rolled an 11 to see who wins this one?

She snapped at his face and shoulder again, landing a sharp snap near his eye and jaw. Blood welled from the wound, causing his vision to momentarily blur. He shifted and retreated, aiming a bite at the side nearest him. Aiming for her should and side, though he knew this spar would be bloody, he did not want to maim or kill. Though it was clear she had no qualms about that.

However, he'd be damned if he'd hurt her too badly, no matter how angry at the world she was. His torn ear, swiveled to listen, while he turned as quick as he could blinking the blood from his eye, that was now staining his tawny fur.