reach for the stars

As ever, the wolf remained unfazed. She'd never had parasites to suckle and so, she knew his statement was wholly untrue. Her tail flicked and barely a heartbeat passed before she fired back at him. "At least my face isn't as wrinkled as my ballsack.." Her teeth snapped together at the end of her statement, gold eyes peering at the goo that had dribbled down from his mouth to the ground. Fucking disgusting. 

"The fuck is with you, anyway? Who the fuck just lays around on the fucking borders?" She shouldn't have been that close to begin with but that was besides the point. This pack was fucking weird. And full of undead, apparently. "Are all of you this senile? I mean, not that anyone is half as old as your dinosaur ass but still." Insenstive Shithead; Nanuk's official nickname.