Ouroboros Spine if you scratch my back
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Teeth snagged into delicate skin producing a high pitched squeal from Syn. Blood emerged in lines, bright against her black muzzle. Immediately the prey was dropped onto the ground as the small black wolf cowered back from the brown one. She bared her teeth at him with her tail tucked firmly between her hind legs. This would be the third time that she had felt pain. Syn was starting to comprehend how touchy wolves could be. "Syn only wanted to play!" She explained to the bear of a male. "Why did you bite Syn?" Feelings of anger were beginning to flicker in her eyes. The little wolf had never been the aggressive type, but the more that she was attacked the more she began to want to fight back.


If you won't, I will...

It was that voice again. She had heard it first when Tonravik had attacked her for almost crossing the boarder. Back then she had believed it had been the spectator, but at this moment she knew it hadn't been the male in front of her. It had been a female voice. One that almost sounded like herself. "Syn confused. Is there another wolf here?" Sitting, she forgets her anger and gazes around them. Twisting her head around one direction, and then the other she spots no other wolf. "Was it Syn?" She questioned herself. Swiveling her befuddled gaze back to the bear-wolf, she winced from the sharp pain on her muzzle. "Stupid wolf," she mumbled under her breath. Drops of blood splashed into the dirt below from her movment. Syn drew her tongue across the stinging wound to rid it of the red tears only to feel them quickly gather again.
Messages In This Thread
if you scratch my back - by Kodiak - May 16, 2015, 08:27 AM
RE: if you scratch my back - by Syn - May 21, 2015, 02:45 PM
RE: if you scratch my back - by Kodiak - May 22, 2015, 02:46 PM
RE: if you scratch my back - by Syn - May 22, 2015, 03:31 PM
RE: if you scratch my back - by Kodiak - May 22, 2015, 07:27 PM
RE: if you scratch my back - by Syn - May 29, 2015, 10:30 AM
RE: if you scratch my back - by Kodiak - June 02, 2015, 10:25 AM
RE: if you scratch my back - by Syn - June 05, 2015, 05:47 PM
RE: if you scratch my back - by Kodiak - June 05, 2015, 08:20 PM
RE: if you scratch my back - by Syn - June 12, 2015, 10:37 AM
RE: if you scratch my back - by Kodiak - June 13, 2015, 04:12 PM