Greatwater Lake lost and found and barely hanging on

We’re both getting awesome rolls!! Yay!! Such an intense fight! 
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Donovan is merciless as she chomps down into the lose skin and muscle of the scruff of Orochi’s neck. He’s really hanging a grand ol’ time shaking him back and forth, tasting the blood linger in his blackened tongue. That is until he feels his leg snatched up into the confines of those horrid teeth. He swears they crunch so far into his skin that they reached bone. Even through all the muscle of his thick forearms hold, they are no match for another’s teeth and strong jaws.

He legs go of his neck to flick raging eyes towards the offended area and notices the man is missing his back fucking leg. What an amazing advantage Donovan realizes he’s has. The other should be easy to put on his back. Or so he hopes.

He doesn’t have much time to think though, he allows his paw to be lifted off the ground and into the others mouth. Savagely lacerating his skin, Donovan growls, maw wrinkled in rage and pain. He knows what to do now. Struggling to reach far enough back, his maw is wide open only to close it down on his remaining hind leg. The front side of it, just a couple inches above the knee. His teeth sink into the meat of his thigh and he lifts his high high in an attempt to knock him off balance. He even gives another shake for good measure.