The sound of something rushing toward her made her spin and with practice ease brought her rifle to bare and fire off a round without hesitation. The shot was good, connecting and slowing the creature down for a second. Long enough for her to take her time to properly aim, this time for something vital before firing again.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">The coyote had her, she was going to be his start to a new packâ€¦ then the first round grazed him, sending shockwaves of coursing through his body. His muscles twitched and flinched on the side of the hit and when he pounced at her, his balance was thrown off causing him to land not where he wanted. <br/>Â <br/>The pain woke him out of his lust crazed frenzy and realized how badly he had messed up charging the armed woman. He did not have time to sulk on it though as the vixen was all ready lining up another shot on him. He attempted to jump out of the way but the woman was good and put a solid round right into his torso, a loud yelp of pain letting her know the shot was good. He knew he could not stay there, not like this with her well armed and him so wounded. Spotting an open doorway, the coyote made a break for it, desperate to get away so it could lick its wounds and come up with a new way to get the female.<br/>Â <br/>Unfortunately another power shot caught him in the back left leg causing him to fall just before the doorway. Now this savage beast had been reduced to a scared pup essentially, whining in pain and fear as it tried to drag its way through the doorway and hopefully to safety. Sad, scared eyes occasionally shooting quick glances back at her, terrified of its life, the last life of his pack, was about to be snuffed outâ€¦</span><br/><br/>â€œGotcha!â€  Advancing on the creature she chambered another round, taking aim at its other leg she squeezed the trigger, getting an immense bit of pleasure at his yelp of pain. Chambering what she knew would be the last round for this pathetic creature, she leveled the barrel at his back, â€œNow....how about you beg for your life like a good bitch. And I will think about sparing youâ€ her tone was dark and cold. Almost as if finally the world had taken what bit of â€œhumanityâ€ she lad left away. Too bad for this poor bastard to be the one who crossed her path on this day. Lucky for her, that her righteous anger was all that was keeping her focused at the moment.<br/>Being so close to him finally, his musky scent rolling off of his body was wreaking havoc on her body and mind.  Still, she was focused and pissed so right now there was no worries about losing her mind and just giving in to some of her more base and primal needs.