Sleepy Fox Hollow Rockabye [m]

Oh wow...I'm fine with this, but Potema sure isn't!

Potema her annoyance and contempt slowly turned into shock and fear as the wolf smiled, not mischievously, but dangerously, with a bright gleam in his ivories bringing back a brief memory of her attack, the eyes of orange flames nearly the same as her attacker's, making the young girl blank out for a brief moment in fear of the traumatic memory, before a voice, the voice of the Night Mother herself, screamed in her head. RUN!

Narrowly missing the suddenly angry wolf's jaws, she ran, her slender body adapting well to the unnatural speed. Mongfionn lifted in flight, her hoarse, furious caws hitting the air like a bell, her talons focused on the attacker's head in a brief dive to distract the large male for a brief moment to give her friend time to run south, mindlessly, driven by fear.