sometimes i give myself the creeps

The coyote had leaped back from his claws. The one he'd knocked flat scrambled back to their paws. For a long, stretched moment they stared at one another. Wendigo spread his foreclaws, dragging the metal claws over the ground, in a 'come hither' gesture to the remaining coyotes. A wide, fierce grin bared his fangs. A low, velvet chuckle rumbled his chest and mingled with the sounds of the pup scrapping with the remaining coyote. And the Saxe got to work.

His charge slammed the coyote who had only just gotten up right back to the ground. He slammed a clawed paw down onto the coyote's throat to pin it, and lashed out with his other to drag the second coyote closer. The coyote was able to almost dodge again, escaping Wendigo's grasp only to have the metal tips slash across an eye. Gore spattered over Wendigo's grinning face as the coyote threw itself backwards to flee.