What if I say I'm not like the others

She managed to rip at the bridge of his muzzle, bleeding, but the male hardly seemed fazed at all. He jerked his head, freeing his face from her assault and simultaneously ripping at the skin of her wound. It peeled back in grotesque fashion, releasing a deeper snarl of pain from the femme before she gritted her teeth bitterly. Pain… Rainbow was used to pain. But not like this. She was the cause of pain. Not the receiver… and the female beast let out a low hiss through her teeth. Her head went down, spinning with the pain, the scent of her blood filling her nares… but then more pain came, and she let loose a grunt of agony.

She felt something in her chest shift. Luckily the rib didn’t break, but no doubt it’d be nice and bruised later. Then his teeth found her face again, slashing at it, undoubtedly an attempt to scar her. The female was breathed hard, her eyes narrowed into mere slits as she glared up at the brute in a defeated stance. This… this couldn’t be. Rainbow Syndrome gave another snarl of her own, weaker than before, as she flashed her fangs. But this time the beast made no effort to attack. She was bested… she knew that. But she swore that somehow, some way, this brute was going to get a taste of his own medicine.

“A special honor…?” The female growled, fighting the feeling of darkness that was edging at her vision. “…Boy, you don’t know what you’ve done…” The female gave a dark chuckle, a shiver going down her spine as she felt his nip. “…you’ll pay in blood…” Her voice was soft, almost a tender promise of her own. She closed her eyes, tail giving an agitated lash back and forth. “Do what you will to this vessel… It’ll come back on you… tenfold…”