Feed The Hungry

The brute had put his weight into the ground as Relm quickly moved forward to attack. He had reached down and pulled her cloak from her but she wasn’t ashamed of her body or her color. It was only so targeted and easy to see which is why she hid under it. A little because of her father but mostly for hunts and things of that nature.

Relm had bitten down hard on his leg, hopping she would hurt him enough to get him to back off but that didn’t seem to be the case. As he pushed forward, the front half of her body lifted up and she violently fell backward onto her back. The commotion had caused her to release the brute’s leg, but she would search for her next target quick enough.

His own teeth came down into the blind side of her neck and she had forgotten why she loved the thrill of the fight so much, because of the pain. She huffed loudly out of her nose almost like her head had been held under water, and she too moved forward to send a bite on the side the brute’s neck mirrored to his own attack. He was silly to think she would give up, the only way of true submission would have been when she passed out from exhaustion.

"Relm"