King Elk Forest To The Top

Vindicta would have offered condolences, had she meant them, but didn't figure he would care. Instead she nodded, not wanting to reveal her own story to him yet either. He stepped closer though Vindicta could not decipher whether he had intentions of violence or not. The gap between them lessened so that she could see the yellow of his fangs, the mud and blood caught in his fur.

"I would prefer the game.." Vindicta cursed herself for the breathy way her words came out, though it was not with fear. She made no move to challenge him, certain he could tear into her and pick his teeth with her bones.