[Finally. Finally he landed a hit where he wanted, now it was just a matter of keeping her there and keeping her focused on--
When she grabs his neck, it shocks him back to reality and he pauses in his rending just to breathe through his teeth against the spot he's bitten. He's tired from his struggles and now she's choking him, so it comes out in short panicked pants. Somewhere along the lines, he closed the space gap between them so they are essentially pinned to one another until someone gives up, claws digging into the sides of her torso to keep her from getting too much of an edge on him.
He wants to keep going -- he knows it won't work, it'll just make her want to kill him more, but fuck. Prospitians are hard to figure out. But her motion of choking him had at least gotten him to stop for the moment. If she doesn't act within about 30 seconds of grabbing him, he'll eventually let go of her throat...reluctantly.]