Thread:Storm-in-Rain/@comment-33448285-20190505184832/@comment-26549875-20190618154637

Kestrel struck Chase across the cheek with his teeth, but the older dog shoved him to the ground. White teeth flashed, and he braced himself for death.

"Stop!" Nova lunged between the two, taking Chase's death bite on her own shoulder. She felt the skin burst and blood stream from the wound. "Kestrel, /go/," she snarled, and the young male obeyed, fleeing.