Deepwood Weald Lovec netvorů

feel free to pp; punch, hit, make him bleed, hurt him... whatever! I'll embrace the consequences xD

The duel had begun, weapons already drawn, and blood would soon stain the ground. A clash of claws and flesh, of growls and hisses, and soon of muscle and fangs. There were no more people—only beasts, instincts, and dying breaths bearing witness to this primal battle.

The woman in the brown coat had launched the assault—and paid the price. Such a creature would not be brought down so easily. She was bigger, stronger than her tracks had hinted. She was a predator, clever and capable, perfectly in tune with the terrain. And before the man in grey could even think of ambushing her, she had already twisted out of reach, hurling herself back toward her first foe with lethal intent.

Frenu was no strategist—he was a brawler, a beast, a fool carried by bloodlust and the pull of the pack. He would not stand by while a hunt-sister was crushed. Thought fled—his fangs craved the taste of flesh, and he dove headlong into the fray.

Let her tear him apart, let her fight back—he would return the blows. His jaws snapped toward her flank—not an easy spot to seize, but one where the skin ran thin, where it could rip, where the blood would flow. It was also a psychological battle—No one walked away unfazed when their hide was left in shreds.