Ryn's fangs

She spat a wad of blood. White teeth flashed and for a split second Kessler thought he saw fangs. He leaned in to get a better look. Then she seized his throat. He gripped her skinny arm at elbow and wrist, pried, but he couldn’t shake her. He wheezed, eyes watering.
Seo grabbed her and pulled from the other direction, but she gripped like a demon. Ike and Alvarez saw them and both jumped on. Finally they wrenched her loose. She fought them, a flurry of animal sounds, elbows, wild punches. One knocked Alvarez’s helmet sharply down and to the side and he fell onto his ass blinded by his own gear. Kessler leapt onto her and pinned her midsection, forcing a forearm across her throat. “Settle! We won’t hurt y—fuck!” She’d sunk her teeth into his forearm. Felt like a bear trap. Bled like one too. Seo went to rip her head back and Kessler yelled, “No, fuck, get back.”
They stared.
“Just get back!”
The three of them did. He stared into the slits she had for eyes, blood seeping out of his forearm. He could see where her unnaturally pointed canines had penetrated the flesh. She had teeth like a wolf’s, a bit too long on top and bottom.


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