Fox's Glade i'm up

She bobbed forward a few more feet when a sudden phantom pain caused her to screech to a halt, her face pinching somewhat. Her breath hissed sharply between her teeth as the twinging peaked, then began to ebb away. Although it started to fade, Reggie suddenly felt weak. Her hindquarters sank like a stone and she instinctively lowered her head, allowing the blood to flow there better.

Movement caught her attention and the young coyote turned to see a raccoon leering at her. Immediately, the darker fur on her cape prickled like quills and she sat up straighter again, blinking as she fought against the subsequent wooziness. Before she could say or do anything, a third animal, a red fox, walked onto the scene, like this was some sort of critter convention.

Regipre couldn't run. She couldn't fight. Just as she had done with Lakhesis, she quietly appealed, "Please, don't hurt me." The odds of getting out of this one alive were slim to none, though. She didn't like the way the raccoon was looking at her and the fox could easily dispatch her too. If either one (or both) decided to attack, the young coyote wouldn't have a chance.