Bitterroot Valley I miss the misery

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Nyra latched to the jugular of her opponent as the bitch tried to get free.
The Wardog felt Diesel stiffen and begin to wheeze with fruitless efforts to get her own mass from on top.

Eventually though, it seems the Mastiff grew wise and admitted defeat. 
Not in the way Nyra exactly wanted, but good enough.
With a sharp pull, Nyra aimed to leave wounds where her fangs dug into flesh, not enough to be lethal however, simply enough to hopefully scar and leave an unspoken reminder.

With that, Nyra backed off with a low growl.
"I'm feeling merciful today. Now, Piss off." The giant rumbled before turning away. 
Some small part of her murmured to try and recruit Diesel, but Nyra shook it away in a brief, sharp motion and continued to trudge through the snow unless the fawny Bitch felt inclined to try and stop her again.