Wapun Meadow that hurt like a buttcheek on a stick

Everything else he'd been expecting but the sudden lunge and pain caused by the girl was absolutely not. He snarled as blood dripped down the side of his face and managed to back away as the girl lunged again, this time missing his face. He looked up toward Xan "The bitch has-" he was cut off as a white blur blocked his vision and then teeth and pain.


A familiar feeling of burning was over his right eye. The bastard had reopened the wound that the wolf he'd first seen had made across his eye and once more the optic squinted shut against the stream of blood flowing into it and burning. With intent of retaliation he lunged forward with his chin tucked to protect his throat, only extending his jaws to aim a sharp bite toward Xan's face. Whether it was the pain or he was just clumsy and foolish today he missed entirely and sailed past the white brute's shoulder.