sorry all i know is "bite things" and "love my wife"

Thankfully she didn't have to repeat herself, the boy found his target and she followed at a slower pace, having to take the long way around. The scent in the air told her this one wasn't alone, but it seemed whoever he was holding back and covering for was beating a path to retreat.

Blood was pouring down the inside of the coyotes leg and he spun on the younger wolf, ears flattened and teeth bared. Rota struck fast, teeth closing around the coyotes throat and squeezing to restrict breathing, crush the windpipe. It wasn't as immediate as her previous kill, but it would give the boy a chance to gnaw around and feel out where the deepest veins were to bleed an opponent out.