Blacktail Deer Plateau if i could, i would dare

I responded to your PM about using dice rolls and I'm still down. I just couldn't resist replying 'cause I love role playing fights! :)

He knew satisfaction when his teeth raked her pale muzzle and warm blood sprang from the wounds to slather his tongue. She ripped herself away from him before he could get a good grasp. Peregrine sensed the oncoming retaliation but he was built for strength, not speed, and so he couldn't avoid it when she struck at him like a rattlesnake. This time, her fangs tore into his muzzle and her jaws locked in a tighter grasp that he'd been able to obtain.

Rapidly, the swarthy male shook his head. He didn't care about the damage this wrought; he just wanted to loosen the she-wolf's grip. Fortunately, he met with success and he tore his snout from the proverbial steel trap. Her wicked fangs left gouges on the topside of his black muzzle and a stray tooth somehow snagged on the soft tissue of his nose, partially tearing open his right nostril. It hurt quite a bit and bled even more.

He snarled wrathfully, his tongue snaking out to lick his wounds. He'd sprung his initial attack to chase her away from his borders, as was the instinct of any wild wolf over its pack's territory. Yet not only had the she-wolf stood her ground rather than flee, she'd also counterattacked. Now Peregrine didn't merely want to send her off with a few bites to the backside, he fully wanted—and intended—to kill her.

"You fucking bitch," he hissed under his breath as he launched at her again, intending to use the advantage of his heavier body weight to knock her off her feet and push her to the ground. He'd put her in her place first and foremost, then swiftly execute her by laying open her throat.