Grouse Thicket Fool and King, Ghoul and Goose

The assault seemed to last forever in his panicked mind, heart racing with terror and movememts stiff and clumsy with pain. He tried to stumble backward away from her when he got her off but with a hiss and arch of her back (which would have made the bratty boy laugh if he hadn't already known how much pain she could cause) she attacked him again. Once again the air was filled by his screams and cries, tail fully tucked against his belly as she shredded his flesh in a new spot.

Stupidly he stood there still shrieking as his mind failed to process immediately that he had been released, but when finally he did notice he only hung around long enough to utter a squeaked. "s...sorry!" before turning around and attempting to run off. Unfortunately he didn't expect the wound on his shoulder to smart so badly so he ended up stumbling, falling on his face which made the wounds there worse and ripping his shoulder wound open more on a broken twig. Yelping again and sobbing harder he got to his paws and bolted, now running off of pure adrenaline and fear.

Poor Ty. Thanks for the lesson in how to be less cocky lmao! Last roll for wound damage: 10