Ravensblood Forest monster mash

It soon became apparent that the two young bitches were in something of a Chinese finger trap. Junior continued bearing down on Caiaphas's head, as if the taste of blood threading through her mouth fed her fury and numbed whatever pain she might have otherwise felt. Yet she froze when the Nereides screamed at her, proposing something of a ceasefire. Junior felt she had the upper hand; she would survive a broken leg but Caiphas would not survive if Junior literally tore off her face or, better yet, managed to crush the back of her neck.

Did she really want to kill the evil, ugly bitch? Junior deliberated for a few moments, then suddenly released her grip and sprang back, using the element of surprise to yank her own limb out of Caiaphas's mouth. She winced as the female's teeth raked through the black fur and pale flesh beneath, tearing it and causing blood to flow freely down over her foot. Fortunately, she just barely avoided degloving her paw entirely. She made no attempt to renew her assault, backpedaling hastily to put space between herself and her enemy.

Blood smeared her teeth as Junior grimaced at Caiaphas. Was this what they called a stalemate? Or an uneasy truce? The youth puffed out her fur and growled, warning Caiaphas not to come at her again. She began to back away some more, more slowly now, hoping that her rival would do the same and they could both retreat in opposite directions with nothing but their superficial wounds to show for the encounter.