10-18-2018, 12:36 PM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 70%; min-height: 9px; line-height:115%; text-align: justify; padding: 10px"]The wolf struggles once more with his opponent at his neck. He snarls and spits, continuing to thrash and squirm, trying to make it as difficult as he could for the vampire to feed. Rozovsky shook his head back and forth like it was a tug-of-rope, certainly making the wounds in his neck rip further apart. Blood stained his coal-black neck fur. You’re starting to lose a lot of blood! You need to st — ”I know, Kemmerich!” The wolf snarled out loud, not realizing he hadn’t used their mental bond to communicate.
Rozovsky growls and flips over on his back, attempting to crush Aloysius’ head beneath his weight if he continued to hold on to his neck. It would take a lot of effort, however, to complete that manuever, especially when he is losing so much blood. Rozovsky would be laying down virtually defenseless after flipping over, his tongue lolling out of his mouth.
Rozovsky growls and flips over on his back, attempting to crush Aloysius’ head beneath his weight if he continued to hold on to his neck. It would take a lot of effort, however, to complete that manuever, especially when he is losing so much blood. Rozovsky would be laying down virtually defenseless after flipping over, his tongue lolling out of his mouth.