Time To Kill

Bigger didn't mean badder to Onyx, neither did the young brute's horns or his claws, or whatever else he may have had that looked better than her. It was pure skill and luck of the draw only, and it seemed she was down on the unlucky side with Kuroki again.

That didn't mean she was beaten into submission though. With Kuroki's weight over top of her, she didn't just throw the flag or go limp or whatever any weak wolf would do. Her paws still pushed up at his chest and even while his weight was nearly crushing her, she was still trying to throw a bite after she wasn't able to move her limbs or her neck. The winner of the battle was obvious, but she didn't want to see it. She didn't want to think she lost again to the same boy, or wolf in general. But that just meant she would need to train harder. She was stubborn as hell, that was sure. But at least the boy wasn't trying to really hurt her because he would have her.

"Onyx"