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The raven of a wolf smirks at Donovan’s first miss. The brindled male can only give back his own toothy smile in reply. Even as he surges forward and sinks fangs in dangerously close to his jugular, Donovan’s smirk remains. Except now it is not teasing for playful as it usually is. It’s crazed and blood thirsty; the want to kill blatant and searing hot within him. 

Surprisingly enough, Dawns teeth snap only inches from his leg. Daegmar is the bigger threat right now and he will deal with him accordingly. Surprisingly enough, the beast only bites him and lets go. Leaving puncture wounds in his wake. Donovan will do the same.

He’s surging forward and latching his own teeth onto the other powerful neck. Doing just as he did to him, he sinks his fangs deeply into him with the intent to throw his body into a vicious shake. Yet this other wolf seems to have different plans.