Redtail Rise [M] And I've got a troubled mind

She pinched her teeth together, but the tissue shred and was pulled from her grasp, thin as it was. Blood spewed into her mouth and the taste of it made her lungs like a thoroughbred at the clang of a bell. They reached for each other, frenzied and furious, battling like a pair of cattails caught in a windstorm, sending puffs of fur and spatters of blood as they battered against one another.

His fangs hooked beneath the crook of her jaw and for a moment, locked her mouth in a wide grimace, still for a moment as she screamed. An inch or two lower and he could have had her throat and the realization made her jerk away with such force that she stumbled. She tucked her chin and bared her fangs, arching her back as she pulled away from him just enough to finally measure him fully in her gaze. 

This wasn’t a territorial dispute, or a squabble over a scrap of meat. For whatever reason this had begun, and would end, as a bloodbath. Even when given the opportunity, she did not for a moment consider an interrogation. Pinprick pupils locked and a bargain was struck. 

She charged again.