What if I say I'm not like the others

The snap of bone and scream from the bitch was delicious. Her skin was likely penetrated and her snap at his muzzle brought little reaction. Her fangs ripped at the bridge of his muzzle. He was bleeding from it but he didn't give a shit. His head jerked, aiming to free himself and rip at the skin of her leg. Should he of freed himself he was ready, snapping at her face. His aim was to mangle it now. She had caused him to bleed and now she would die and bear scars until she did. Or worse, a smirk came to his lips as the thought came to him, she wouldn't die at all. In fact she would live with the fear and knowledge that he and his mate would be waiting to kill her the moment they found her again. His paw aimed to push in further, to drive her into the ground and perhaps even break a rib. His jaws snapped next to her ear, on nothing. A snarl ripped forth into her ear and he let a whisper forth, one to promise her a future of fear and pain. You won't die today rainbow, no. I'm going let you live, but you get a special honor. his teeth then nipped at the base of her ear, no more than a gentle thing like he would with Vianni.