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Basilia made contact with the paw she had been aiming for, her moves almost successful the wolf slipped out of her grasp leaving only the slightest taste of blood in her mouth. The wolfess craved more of the crimcon liquid, oh how she missed the taste of it between her lips.

As the Smaller wolf escaped her teeth they came back with jaws ready to attack, they made contact with her left shoulder and she felt the teeth dig in to her soft pink flesh. However before the other wolf could do any more damage she redistributed her weight between her legs and raised her bitten shoulder causing more pain in the process. It came down with force hoping to make contact with the same paw again and should it do so it also came with the hope that the pain would make the other female release their hold on the shoulder.

Ensuring that her defenses were still set she narrowed her eyes and checked that her ears were still flattened. She made sure she had tucked in her tail then started growling with a scrunched up snout in the hopes that her growl would raise her fighting spirits and intimidate the enemy.