Blackfeather Woods most times, a ghost is a wish

last post, thank you v much for the thread <3 i'm glad i got her fucked up enough to develop her prejudice against packs more. i'll leave it open for a day if you all want to get final posts in, and then i'll archive.

her body, assaulted with the unforgiving gnashing of teeth from wolves bloodthirsty as vampire bats, shook as the three canines piled on top of her. as the pale wolfess held her with her fangs, in a strike of pain, she felt part of her body crumble. her throat managed to tear a screeching whimper from what she could muster, a hoarse voice, an impact of the she-wolf directly on her throat; crushing her vocal chords; leaving them under intense pressure. the tundrian snapped his maw from her shoulder and in a quick motion moved to her closest ear-- tearing a meaty hunk of flesh from it.
blood ran down the side of her face & dripped down her chest-- her leg, her paws, she could be crusted over shortly. barely keeping herself conscious, the white wraith spoke? or maybe mouthed some words to her. she couldn't quite tell, with recent loss of a part of her ear and her physical state. soon after her words, she wolf snapped at the air just shy of her muzzle; a warning clear as day.
there we no words needed to convey what that wolf was trying to tell her.
in the midst of everything happening, velvet had seldom noticed that she third wolf seemed to have loosened her grip before charging back with a nasty bite at her haunch. another hoarse yelp escaped the column of her throat as the creature violently shook their head; spewing blood into their maw, dripping down velvet's unstable legs, slowly fading out the pain until she had taken so much she went numb; unable to tell if the animal let her go or not.
she supposed, in the end, it didn't matter.
nothing mattered, in the end.
her balance uneven, she limped along as the two larger wolves stayed carefully close to her sides to ensure she wouldn't pull anything sly. as if she even wanted to try in her condition. she would assume they were escorting her out of their forest, although so many things happened, her mind rimunating, repeating and replaying the same words in her head over, and over, and over.
fuck them.
fuck them all.
relying on others is deadly.