Blackfeather Woods Death of a Bachelor(ette)

It's all good! I hope it's okay if Kit fights back.

Kit's high pitched screams filled the air as she felt herself being ripped apart. She tried to drag herself away, but that had been a fruitless mission. She was dragged right back to torture. Her death was nearing and she could feel it. She smelt her own blood pooling around her. Kit's white coat was now damp with her own blood. She couldn't control herself as she swiped at one of the wolves. She would leave something behind. It could've been little kits, but it was too late for that. She would leave a scar. She wanted to be the one that fought back even though she was that had chosen to kill herself.