Sleepy Fox Hollow damn the dark, damn the light

His teeth sliced through the side of his neck quickly and cleanly. The amount of blood that gushed from the wound was more than he could ever expect. Clarence was painted red, and so was the earth beneath him. When he leapt, he left a river of blood.

Both men tumbled in the dirt. Cenric ended up beneath him. He shoved his paws against Clarence’s throat and belly to try to avoid a bite to the face. It was the bare minimum. Really, must he do anything else? That wound was fatal. The man’s fate was already written.