from northern gods spawned

He matches her ferocity and it excites her. Releasing her own deepening growl as their bodies clash, limbs flying and grappling, searching for purchase. His paws lose purchase and so do hers. The rocks and water come faster than she is expecting. Holding onto the mystery boy with all her strength, she braces for impact. Her shoulder meets slate, but she doesn't care. The feeling inside her grows, it itches. She wanted, no needed to taste his blood. To see him in pain.

Calliope's head switches back and forth, trying to find a spot on his scruff that he isn't protecting. As they roll around on the pointy hard ground, she fights for control. To show him that he can't just be this close to her territory without being on guard all the time. Another snarl rips through her as she attempts to gain the top position over her.

"Speech"