After I showed Phoenix around, she insisted on the fact she could beat me up.
She had probably been waiting for a fight. The White Horns didn't get much action. I told her to shift, and when I didn't, she looked at me as though I was crazy. Then she tried to go on the offense, but I was to fast for her. I pinned her to the floor almost instantly.
"Stay on the defense, babe. It could be your strong suit."
She did not heed to my advise, and tried attacking again. This time I jumped on her back and ride her like a raging bull. She was not pleased. She grabbed my leg with her teeth and threw me to the ground, and I had to keep myself from screaming in pain. My leg healed fast, and I roundhoused her. Again, she attacked, and again I was to fast. She shifted back and asked me what she was doing wrong.
"If you heed to my advice, you will see that it will work splendidly. Just defend yourself." Then she shifted back with great haste. I then did the same and snapped at her. And she rolled to the side and scratched my left cheek. The gash was deep and would probably scar, but I didn't care. I pinned her to the ground with my huge paws and licked her. She pushed me hard with her hind legs, but I weighed to much for her, and her knees buckled. She submitted and we shifted back, both now naked with me lying on top of her, bleeding from the face.
It was at that moment that Shane walked in. "Aw, savage, dude, put some pants on! At least go to your room!" He said, laughing.
"When did you guys find this place?"
"Right after we got here, I went snooping. Sorry bro."
"It's all good bro. You know how to sew a face back together? I could use some stitches."
He then grabbed my first aid kit and went to work. "What happened to you?"
"Phoenix got excited."
"I see. Don't be quite so kinky next time."
"They DO call me a savage."
"That's a peculiar nickname, by the way. Who gave it to you?"
"Your alpha. Funny guy, my brother."
"He is? I hadn't noticed."
"Yeah. You'll see it now and again. Not often, sadly."
"Well, your face is fixed up. It's gonna leave a sick scar."
"You think so?"
"Hell yeah! It was a hella deep gash!"
"She won't go on the defensive. I don't think Vlad ever taught them how."
"You have your work cut out for you. I gotta get back."
"Us too. Let us get dressed, and we'll catch up."
"Alright. I'll wait outside."
