I love the fog

Vriska could feel it, but then there was a sudden stop. Her scruff was grabbed onto, and blood welled out of puncture wounds. She growled and let go for a few moments trying to keep herself from yelping. The female scratched at the male's muscles and tried to keep tearing at him, but she tensed up from the position she had been grabbed from. Only causing more damage for herself tearing at her skin. Blood filling up her fur she whined and tried to make the pain go away with a thought. It wouldn't work though, she knew that she was losing but she didn't want to lose, it just wasn't an option. She opened her jaws and aimed for his throat trying to get at his soft parts of his body.