Firefly Glen Romancing the Stone

We can end it if you wish! you go get that thread for merc trade!!

As he tripped over his own paws, the woman came in once again and bit his leg; and ow did that fucking hurt! Even with the pain in his leg, with the quick tug from her attack, he still tried to regain his footing so he could make some distance between them before turning tail to run like the drunken coward he was.

All he could think of while running away from the crone was how much he hoped she died alone, with no love, just dried up and alone living a long and solitary life for being so damn crusty and stuck up. Behind him, a few trails of blood followed him. Somehow he would have to find a way to heal himself... or be lucky enough to find a healer.