reach for the stars

She hadn't meant to kick him, of course, but what in the actual fuck was he doing? Who laid there on the fucking borders, spewing insults as they.... struggled? to get to their feet. Even still, Nanuk took a step or two back, just in case he came up off his feet with a vengeance, but was ultimately surprised when he only lifted himself to an odd and awkward half standing position. The fuck? "Fuck you! You could be a fucking zombie for all I know." Which would make sense because the zombie she'd met before had smelled like this pack. Was it a pack full of zombies? Was that even allowed???

"Yeah "asshole"? The fuck're you gonna do? Spit at me?" She had no intentions to cross these borders, or even to attack him, but she had no qualms in goading him into a verbal spar. The moments of anger being pointed at someone else were a blessing, and she embraced them wholeheartedly, unaware that he was actually temporarily crippled. Not that she'd care, anyways.