Ravensblood Forest monster mash

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Violence, in its physical manifestation, was not a deportment Caiaphas could consider herself adept in -- and so, when her teeth met flesh, she considered it her only redeeming chance -- and resolutely, she refused to let go.

Understandably, Junior had reservations about this idea. Reservations in which she expressed physically, as one would expect. Caiaphas was all too aware of the keening of her shoulder -- the sharp twang that came every time a muscle twitched there -- a simpering gasp pressed through her tongue and alternatively Junior's leg as she tried to 'shoulder' the pain.

She was aware she was in a rather precarious situation and as Junior swooped down Caiaphas tried to drop her head and hunch her shoulders (one of which protested quite violently in pain) and stumble forwards to delineate the blow. It was a hit she would have to take, though she tried her best to unbalance Junior and hopefully soften the blow as she stumbled into the black youth. "Leggo!!" She growled (read: HOWLED!) through clenched jaw and Junior's leg -- a second growl emanating as she sought to enunciate her command with a tight clamp of her jaws. "Leggo an' I leggo." She grunted again, the command muffled. She had no intention of breaking a leg, but she also did not want to let the female go and have teeth fly in her face. It was all she could do to not let go of Junior's limb, so smart and sharp was the pain on the top of her noggin from Junior's insistent fangs.

Understandably, they were now in quite the predicament.