He may not have bitten him, but Remus had been able to get Wolf off of him, and now they were facing each other once again. Blood was still dripping off of Remus' fur from his wound, but he still held his ground, intending to drive this imposter away as long as he still had strength to stand. This was his territory, not Wolf's, and he was doing his bast to make that clear.
Unfortunately, the blood loss was really starting to get to the werewolf, so all he could do was stand there with his fur on end and teeth bared, snarling at the hybrid. He waited to see what Wolf would do, and if he had the balls to make the first attack this time.
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Unfortunately, the blood loss was really starting to get to the werewolf, so all he could do was stand there with his fur on end and teeth bared, snarling at the hybrid. He waited to see what Wolf would do, and if he had the balls to make the first attack this time.