Dragoncrest Cliffs skipping like a stone

he fell limp under her teeth. it was not mercy but disgust that stopped sobeille's assailing. was he enjoying this?

pinning him to the ground between two hard front limbs, sobeille's muzzle grazed inches from his face. her breath billowed over him in bullish snorts, sharp gaze watching the ripple of pleasure coincide with the expression of pain.

she inched right paw up his throat, body firmly pressing him to the ground. this she had never seen before, and sobeille had been progenitor of much pain in her two-year life.

a crippling snarl sounded from her throat as her teeth snapped for his face. who you be?