<b style="font-size:12px; font-family:georgia;"> His attempt at mimicking her action went as planned as he grabbed at her top jaw and she at his lower but he was not without pain. Though it was a common feeling when battling things as a lone wolf the tooth on the pink flesh of his tongue was enough to wince but he only attempted to rid himself of her grasp. Blood was tasted in his mouth though it was unknown as to whose it was (with the assumption of it being him whether he wanted to know or not) and with his gigantic paws he attempted to push her back and let her jaw loosen. Their dance was one that was eerily familiar but yet he could feel the sensation of excitement drawing them together—he needed her and this strength… he desired her within his future ranks.
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