If the creature's joints weren't so stiff and awkward to move, it would have gotten well out of the way of the lunging dog. However, that wasn't the case as the creature had just woken up just an under an hour ago and its body still was hard to move around properly. So when the dog snapped down, it found itself closing its teeth down on the creation's calf and digging in. It let out a cry and anger at being wounded once more by these canines. It dove back, taking the dog latched onto its leg with it. It screeched loudly and it reached down to grab a hold of the jowls of the canine. At first, it was having a hard time getting a good grip but after a moment of fumbling around, it was able to squeeze two fingers under behind its jaws. It shoved its fingers deep into the canine's mouth and clawed violently at anything in reach. Either the creature's terrorism of its inner mouth or the taste of its bodily fluids caused the canine to retch and rip its mouth off its calf.
There was a flash in the creature's eyes as it saw its chance and grasped a hold of the canine's jaws. The dog thrashed under its tight grip but it didn't release as it pulled the dog close. It maneuvered its hands into a firmer grip on the jaws before it began to pry them apart. Every muscle in the creature's arms bulged and it grunted with intense effort as it continued to pry, wrapping its legs around the wriggling dog. A rather vicious thrash from the canine caused the creature to lose its grip on its bottom jaw and it had to readjust quickly or else get bitten. The creature wrapped its arms tightly around the dog's neck and clenched every muscle it had. It pulled back, arching its back as it kept a tight grip on the lower half of the canine with its legs. The dog snarled and thrashed, trying to get its head around to snap its teeth down on any vital part of the creature, but it was firmly crushed up against the creature's chest and had no room to maneuver.
The creation release a loud cry of exertion as it pulled with everything it had. A sickening crack sounded and the dog grew still in the creature's grip. The moment the canine fell still, the creature released it and slid back away from it, crouched and ready to move if it needed. The canine laid on the ground dead, its head angled in a disjointed way. The creature had managed to internally decapitate the canine with all its pulling and grunting.
After taking a moment to make sure the dog wouldn't move again, the creature slowly stood up and peered around, eyes gazing out into the brush to see if the last and final dog was going to make a surprise appearance. When it seemed nothing else would be coming, the creation took a moment to examine the damage upon itself. Its calf and forearm were both violently shredded from the attack. It peered down at its arm and examined into the gashes, seeing the muscle moving below. It grunted, knowing the doctor would not be pleased to see how it had hurt itself once more but it wasn't its fault this time. It was attacked by the insane dogs.
The creature pondered a moment before it stepped forward and scooped up both dog corpses, one under each arm. It figured it could at least bring the dogs to its creator to see what he could do with them and to give evidence that it had not done this on its own. So with a dead dog under each arm, it began its slow trek back towards the house from whence it came. Its trek back towards the house was slow. Its already stiff and sore muscles were now even more reluctant to move. It had really strained itself quite a bit defending itself off from the dogs. It feared her creator would not be happy with it.