no mercy, no tact
inoki
12-21-2022, 09:24 PM
A flash of teeth, gnashing and snapping. Jack lunged at the throat of the first, most easily reached coyote. A snarl ripped from her chest, deep and brassy. There was something exciting about brawling, about fighting like this. Shortly, though, she had company. From the looks of it, help even. Help, a flash of black fur. It seemed that this woman would attach herself to the two that Jack had left on her own flank. This was okay. She could handle things much more easily now. The other woman was a slight thing, but seemed to be holding her own well enough. Into the chest of the first coyote, Jack's teeth plunged. She threw her weight into the thing, forcing it to the ground. There would be no mercy, no quarter for these fuckers. She was bold as she fought her way through it, as bold as she possibly could be. This, this was fun. Feeling the crushing of bone in her teeth, gritting them as she felt a second set of teeth sink into her shoulder. Shit that hurt, but it was fine. There was more than enough adrenaline in her system to keep her going through it. Bold, wild, and intense-- such was Jack as she fought. Jack O’Malley looking half a corpse and half a god |