Redtail Rise [M] Ah but working too hard can give you a heart attack-ack-ack-ack-ack-ack

She felt the satisfying slick of blood as it dribbled down her cheek and into her lips, mixed in with the boggish grit of mud. Ears hurt- and the sound he made when she ruined one of his perfect ears was music to her own. 

He pulled away and Lilia raked her tongue against her incisors to rid it of the fur and skin which she might otherwise choke on, and roared in frustration as he managed to pull himself from the bog, pushing mud toward her which subsequentially made it even harder for her to go after him. Each paw she pulled free simply sank in with the step she tried to take. 

She glowered at him as he perched for a moment, though she still felt that by giving up ground, he'd given up on a fight that she was winning- and lunged like an angry boar, bucking against the mud even though it strained her muscles to do so. She found firmer footing, but by the time she reached the ledge, he'd disappeared off the edge of it. 

The sound of a splash announced that he'd retreated- and when she looked down, she saw him flailing in the shallow water. 

She could have simply stayed there and shouted obscenities at him- but that was not the work of a Berserkr. This man had come by once before, and had pulled food from one of their caches; a second visit was basically a death sentence. A torn ear simply wasn't enough. 

Bracing her forelimbs, she began to slide down the side of the ditch, sending dirt, rocks and mud flying before her. Once she hit solid footing, she leapt into the air, and into the shallow water near him- hoping to use the splash to her advantage before renewing her attack once again.