Blackfeather Woods I don't remember this dumpster being my subsidiary

Roll: 3+1 = 4
HP: 12/20

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A lesser wolf would've been right fucked in his position, but with his combat prowess and cunning, Black Hat was able to turn this grim situation around. He wasn't out of the woods yet, though. The woman made her move when he did, veering out of the way so that his teeth met her shoulder instead. Her body was still in motion, making it difficult to find good purchase there. When he pulled back, he felt teeth sink into the base of his neck, eliciting a reptilian rumble.

Regaining his footing, Black Hat returned the favor, assuming she had no intentions of letting go. He shoved with his entire body as his head thrashed to try and dig his fangs deeper, to dish out more pain that he received, to overwhelm her. He snarled into her pelt, a crazed look in his eye as he lost himself.