Ankyra Sound I'm totally not screwing with you, man. Totally.

Her debasing pleading had convinced the Beta, as he urged to be called, to finally help her with her predicament, if delayed by a few moments. Maude glared at Kjalarr for a few moments as he hemmed and hawed, silently urging him to hurryupandgetthisdamnedthingoffofme. The pale wolf finally commanded her to hold still, an order she quickly followed, bracing herself for the tug.

It was not without pain, of course. Something like this always was. She braced herself, digging her paws into the sand as best as she could, waiting for the numbers to finally hit thr-

FFFFFFFFFFUUUUCKKK!! She screeched. While the crab had successfully been torn away from her face, it took a part of her with it; a gap in her nose, right above her nostril, and a tear in her lip. It bled, copiously. Maude felt her eyes tearing up as she whined in agony, her tongue washing over the two gaps furiously.