Shadow Mountain careful with that axe, eugene

oh yeah that's fine, if I PP depth of wound (like you're not gonna see her skull lmao)

For the briefest of moments, she thought she had won. He seemed taken aback by her words, as if he'd truly taken them to heart. She was astonished, incredibly pleased with herself. To stop a wolf with mere words? She had power. For the first time in her young life, she truly believed she had power.

Only for that power to slip away, and all the feelings of self-satisfaction with it, as he lunged for her face.

Maegi thought he meant to make good on his promise to go for her throat and had only an instant to feel fear, the shadow of death paralyzing her body. Not even a moment to spare for a prayer before this young man ended her life, nor time to think of the ones she'd leave behind. It was fear. All fear.

But for one reason or another, he spared her from complete destruction, instead sinking his teeth into the flesh of her muzzle and ripping outwards, leaving a jagged wound from the corner of her mouth to her ear--a sinister crimson crescent just above the edge of her jaw. She stumbled backward--it had all happened so fast.

And Maegi was shocked. No one had ever tried to hurt her. Not even Potema, who hated her, who could have taken her life at any given moment, had touched her. Even the collar had felt like no great malevolence, just an inconvenience. But this--this was a wound, a real wound, and someone had done her real pain.

It took a couple of seconds before the pain set in as she sat gaping at her attacker. Then it hit like a bolt of lightning, fire across her cheek, and she let out a piercing howl, nearly tumbling backwards in her panicked agony. Her vision blurred, dimmed, and she heard nothing but the roaring of her pulse in her ears, not even the demon's parting, mocking words.

Blood slipped down her muzzle and cheek, stained her snowy chest. Pattered onto the ground like rain.