What A Day

As the dust settled, Caedes found himself facing off against two more coyotes, their eyes gleaming with hunger and aggression. Caedes remained alert, his senses heightened as he prepared to engage in yet another battle. He was being careful about his movements, making sure they were concise – never wasting more energy than necessary. One coyote lunged forward with a snarl, its jaws snapping shut just inches from Caedes's throat. With lightning reflexes, Caedes twisted away from the attack, his fur bristling with fury. He retaliated with a swift swipe of his massive paw, claws extended like razor-sharp talons, carving through the air with lethal aim. The coyote recoiled, its snarl turning to a whimper as it felt the sting of Caedes's claws against its flank. But it was not deterred, quickly regaining its footing and circling around for another attempt. Caedes bared his teeth in challenge, his emerald eyes locked onto his adversary with unwavering focus. They would not tire him out. Their tactics were known to him, and they would be dealt with shortly.

Meanwhile, the second coyote seized the opportunity to strike, darting in from the side with surprising speed. Caedes barely had time to react as the creature sank its teeth into his hind leg, eliciting a low growl of pain from deep within his chest. With a swift shake of his massive frame, Caedes dislodged the coyote, sending it tumbling back with a yelp of surprise. They were so inconsequential.

But relentless, their attacks came fast and furious as they sought to wear down their larger opponent.  Snarling, Caedes launched himself at the first coyote as he saw an opening, his jaws snapping shut around its throat with bone-crushing force. The coyote let out a strangled cry as Caedes shook it violently, the taste of blood filling his mouth as he dutifully maintained his grip. Then as he dropped its body to the ground, Caedes turned his attention to the second, his eyes burning with intense hate. With a low growl, he advanced on the creature, his movements fluid and controlled as he prepared to deliver the final blow.

It was fast, too fast how he grasped it by its throat, shaking, and shaking. Until it lay defeated and broken before him. Breathing heavily, he cast an indifferent glance over his shoulder to see what the girl had made of herself before allowing himself a moment of respite.