~A Wolves True Love~ A Werewolf RP

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Dryden waited for her to make the first move. His pack was trained to make the first move, so that they had an upper hand in war. He walked around the large circle, his head facing her at all times.
 
Seizing her chance, Liria feinted an attack on his left flank before diving at his exposed foreleg when he swung his head to block it, quick and nimble as a fox, her paws barely touching the ground. She made fighting look like a dance as she went into the fight trance, each move calm and calculated. Her teeth connected with skin, and she bit down. (Are they fighting until first blood or yield?)
 
He felt the bite on his leg and turned and bit her neck sligthly, not enough to bleed but hurt enough for her to let go. He turned to where he was facing her so that she couldn't bit his legs, a fragile and needed part of any wolf.
 
This song actually made me cry, so now I'm sitting out on a haybale in the barn in front of London's stall crying, while she's trying to lick my face and bite the phone.//
 

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