Dog Scratching Until Bleeding Novels & Stories

He won't let her disgrace him in front of the pack. He got angry that she had collected blood from his body and took her with his claws, holding onto her side core, pulling her up to stand on her paws. He did the same and used his other hand to whack her across her face, his claws imprinted on her face causing the same bruise she gave him. He hit her again and a loud growl escaped from her mouth. He hit her again for the third time while she struggled from his grip. He finally let go of her and Sarah went trotting down on her four claws. Jake clashed with her so deeply that all her fur was filled with her blood, surging out in the full flow.

They hit other chairs and tables, sending them all back further. My Silver fur against his Black. My wolf raises its large front paw, smacking Ezekiel across the face with claws out causing him to stop digging into my second front paw. Ezekiel snarls and retreats, the side of his face, from his left cheek to his nose is bleeding. Good! That is just a taste! I lunge at him again!

Surprised at the dog actions, Alexandra lowered her arm to grab her blade. The dog raised its head and howled. Alexandra took her chance and muttered something name, his s blade blaring a white glow. The dog looked down and growled at her, it's spit stuck to Alexandra face. She felt his face burn, forest dog spit can be poisonous. She swung her arm up but she only scratch the dog on it's belly. It moved back, running to stand on top of the boulder Alexandra had leaned against before. It bare it's white and yellow teeth at Alexandra, growling but not attacking. For a second Alexandr found it weird, but images of Prea were still fresh in her mind and she felt angry. Angry at herself for puttin

One of us will not walk away. The fur along my spine lifts. I step forward and tap his nose with my paw. It is a challenge. Blood sprays from his snout. I slide my paw underneath and lunge, smashing into his front. He stumbles. I catch his ear in my claws and rip. The fight surges back through me. There is no stopping it now. Another blow lands on his other ear. He folds them down without meaning to. He does not heal like I do. Every injury slows him. I feel a sharp hunger pulse through my veins. It pushes me forward.

My nails are sticky from the blood and fur mixing together, making it a bit hard to roll over and get up onto my feet. The alpha snarls at me, his ears flattening back onto his head. He lunges again, but this time, another one of his packmates tackles me from behind. Playing dirty, how annoying.

I had once worked at a veterinary clinic, so I knew little things about dogs. We both rolled in the grass for quite a while, he was barking loudly and snarling as if it wanted to eat my head off in a whim. I kept praying that someone would hear his barking and come to my rescue. It didn’t take a long time before Rocco’s men rushed in and helped the dog off me. “Holy shit! That was so scary and exhausting,” I cursed as I sprang to my feet with immediate effect. My thigh was bleeding from its brutal scratch, but I didn’t mind because the dog didn’t bite me at least. The story would have been a different one at that point.

Fear engulfs me as I rush over to him on three paws, ignoring my own pain. 'Leroy? Leroy, answer me, are you okay?' He slowly nods his head yes, but his not, far from it. He is bleeding profusely from his neck and shoulder, the blood staining his light brown fur. I try putting pressure on his wound but with only one good paw, it's difficult and doesn't do much. Leroy stiffens with pain at my touch, 'sorry, I'm sorry. Hold on, okay? hold on, please,' I whisper desperately into his head. 'Don't you dare leave me, you hear. I've only just got you. There is no way I'm letting you go. Letting you leave me.'

I ask knowing how dreadful I can become at times She coughs out more blood and more as I kick her continuously, not satisfied at my kicks I jump on her wrapping my hands around her neck wanting to strangle her, she tries to speak but can't , she pushes , kicks and scratches me but I don't bat an eyelid , hands still wrapped around her neck I wait for her to catch her last breath, I spring up and away from her rubbing the pierced part of my skin, she bit me, I watch her canine and claws elongate , I take slow steps away from her trying to gain my composure she snarls at me exposing her two long canines , I retaliate by doing the same, she pushes me to the floor , she points her claws aiming a

☾☾☾ SASKIA'S POV ☽☽☽ The rogue's claws scratch at my neck, drawing thin streaks of blood, and I hiss in apprehension, ready to retaliate. My blade glints wickedly as I slash at the canine twice at the neck, then deliver a deathly stab to its vulnerable heart. I can't help but flinch slightly when I hear its fury as it howls out in pain while great torrents of blood spurt out of its wounds forcefully.

The dog growled with its ragged breathing and I braced up. That's when I spotted the jagged rock buried half way into the dirt. I reached for it quickly just as the dog got back on its feet. “Get away from her!” I roared, swinging the rock. It connected with a sickening crack against the dog’s skull. The beast whimpered, tottering in disorientation. I got upright, my chest heaving. The dog hesitated, hanging its head low, before darting into the underbrush. Silence pressed in.