Rosewater Oasis ivory

warning for the gore!

The wolf jerked and arched, trying to free himself from her grip and, as he hoped and with one good pull from both of them, he did get free. And his manly gift of god? It was no more now then a torn bag of treats, where one of two inside snagged and ripped away, as though ripe for the harvest. Ko'a would dance backward, trotting along with a head held high with her trophy.

Yet her victory must be saved fully for later, for their young had been injured by more then a few cuts and bruises. She would go to her, ready to round her up back home now that the battle had been won.