Raven's Watch Black bird? Black Wolf? Black eye!

whoops serves me right for having two windows open sorry about that in the tabletop thread

She felt him readjust his grip and winced as he grabbed her neck above her shoulder he was slowly pining her the the ground, his weight was far greater then hers her legs shook with the effort of remaining standing but when he began to shake her by the neck she could no longer stand and started to sink to the ground below him becomeing pinned by the back of her neck, so close to her spine she worried he might break her neck.

She might have to give in and beg for her life, but not yet not she’d see if she could turn something to her advantage yet, she could not give in to a white wolf. Never a white one! those pure coated bastards all had to pay for the sins of her sire pack.

As she was slowly pinned, her body fell across his legs and in desperation she grabbed again at the injured leg. If not anything else she wanted to taste his blood and mark him for later death; should she somehow get out of this. She held tight to the wrist of his front leg, there was not much muscle to sink her teeth into but if she got a good hold maybe, just maybe, she could break or if not at least fracture some bone in the leg. The motion of her body as he shook her would now only injure himself further as he injured her in turn.   

Perhaps a stalemate night still be possible, if only she wasn’t underneath his bulk she’d have more bargaining power. She clung to his leg like her life depended upon it, and indeed it might yet.