Hideaway Strath One fight AHahah

He rolled a one, a miss





Vein watched her lithe body move forward with grace, what he forgot what, he needed to remember and what would soon be a lesson he'd never forget was her past; her skills that had been forced upon her. Despite that, She was good at it, he felt her teeth close on his most sensitive spot, a small wolf could kill him in a blink and he of all wolves had forgotten that.


Had she been any other, He might have reared up and wrap his forepaws around her pinning her to his chest, not allowing a thrash to bleed him out, then landing full weight upon his attacker to pin with his impressive bulk and perhaps knock the wind out of them to gain the upper paw, 



These things however he did not do, rather he lifted his head and froze like a deer knowing death was near. The caress of her tongue and the release of his throat as she moved to a ready position again allowed him to draw air into his lungs. 



Now, now he was going to show her the respect she deserved, the respect he should have shown her all along.  



He crouched lower getting into a ready position keeping his head even with his neck, no more easy target. His golden eyes glittered as he watched her intently sizing up her next move.