Hideaway Strath mmmm yum yum in my tum

Nyra chased, watching closely as the male coy turned and hesitated.
The Harbinger didn't stop, meeting the male coyote head-on in a vicious tussle of teeth. The male may have meant to defend, but Nyra meant to destroy and obliterate as her fangs ripped and tore coyote flesh anywhere she could get a bite. Hearing Whrist having slight issues, Nyra wanted to help, but perhaps if this male ran the female would be wise enough to follow him?