Seaside Moors when i was a little stereo

i am so sorry!! i'm the worst! i will have him drop out, so you guys can conclude if you want for a trade

he was only several strides in pursuing them when his forepaw struck a limb which arched out over the unsteady terrain. he was brought to heel immediately, his chin crashing to the earth in a resounding clatter of teeth.

he tasted blood, and pain -- it snared his senses in a kaleidoscopic flare of white. with the breath knocked out of him the wraith curled, clutching his wounded paw with sucking, gasping inhales.

some other time he might have given them chase, with his own pain fueling his wrath. but today he had been well-grounded by the sting of injury. he would not have caught up to them in his present state, and so, he resigned to turning around and lurking for less savvy prey.