Break Stuff

The beast was shrieking in rage, shaking it’s massive skull side to side in an effort to deter the monochrome woman from taking it’s other eye. Absinth did not falter though, striking when again she felt her paws brush the unbloodied side of the bears face, slicing through the delicate eye and getting stuck in the socket for a moment. Panic set in for a moment, followed by rage from the woman. Why? The fucking thing was losing it’s balance due to it’s own stupidity, backing up and up- giant paws frantically trying to reach back and dislodge Absinth. She grunted and she ripped her claw out of the bear’s socket, releasing her hold as she pushed off the beast’s back with a landing marked with a thud.

Only a second later came a second, much heavier thud. The bear had fallen onto it’s back, already twisting to get back on its feet. No! She wouldn't let it get up so easily after all that hard work! Absinth was quick, brutal. As the beast’s vision was gone now she shot forward to take a bite out of the mother bear’s face- the soft nose in particular. But she didn’t just bite. The bitch tore it off. Blood gushed forth, splattering her white coat with the deliciously red liquid, warming her up nicely where it coated her.

Unfortunately, this most certainly fatal strike came at a cost to Absinth as well. The bear, blinded but fully capable of movement still - swiped at her as she took its nose. Sending Absinth flying off into the snow, crashing down with a flutter of sleet.

Still, the girl did not stay down. A fatigue entering her limbs she pulled herself up from the ground, a new succession of lacerations clawed into her shoulder where she had been hit. Emeralds all lit up with both pain and pleasure. “Good, I like it rough. I hope your children don’t disappoint either.” The wicked woman cackled breathlessly, the intensity of the fight sending her heart hammering in her chest.
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