ALL FOR YOU

She knew the adrenaline of battle well, she knew the overwhelming urge to carve every emotion you felt into your opponents flesh. But today she didn't feel that, all she felt was tired. There was no adrenaline coursing through her veins to numb the pain, no excitement at the prospect of winning. No. She deserved this. Almost as soon as Roman avoided her attack Vi regretted it, why was she trying to maim this woman? She didn't deserve it, she was fighting to protect her pack... Vi could honour that. So instead of throwing her head down to attempt to grab the woman's scruff and slam Roman's face into the ground like she so desired to she would instead skitter backwards and allow teeth to find their target. Roman's lower jaws sinking into the wound she had already created and upper jaws closing around the meat of Vi's shoulder. Blood flowed freely as Vi attempted to spin, feeling meat and muscle rip free. The front tendons of her should being punctured as Vi attempted to rip herself backwards. "Take your pound of flesh as payment. I deserve it. I will not come here again without permission good queen. I simply can't to pay a debt to a friend buried here. For that I apologize..." Words were breathy and harsh though not because she didn't mean them simply she was tired. Vi would attempt to bow her head and turn to leave, unable to place any weight on her left leg now. She would go through the motions of walking though wounded paw would not touch the ground or bare weight. Fuck it would be a long walk home.

-exit Vi via submission to maim challenge-