Golden Glade forced into their true shape

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The she-wolf's attempt to reconcile failed; it was too late in his book. She then had the nerve to turn on him - likely to sink her teeth in this time. What a mercurial creature. One second she is repentant and the next, cross. He feels the fury welling inside of her is not downright murderous, but he could be mistaken.

Now with a grip on her snout, she tries to wretch free of him. The motion jostles him, but he meets her step for step, his mandibles winding tighter. No doubt now there are gouges on her snout as he's certain he tastes blood. Nothing life threatening, just painful.

Natjuk sees no fault in his actions. She should have stayed still and endured the admonishment. Now there are teeth marks across the width of her snout, jagged and searing. Despite the superficial wounds, Natjuk does not release until she is still. Even then, he will growl, the sound vibrating deep within his chest. A verbal warning: no tricks, or I'll bloody you worse.