Whitefish River Ask Me Why

Without warning, the man switched moods and expressions on the flip of a dime with his becoming more combative to try and hype her up since she was in a spar. He ordered her to picture him as something that she despised, but it was easier said than done. The girl looked into his golden eye, his one, his single eye, that eye reminded her of the judgemental glare of Greyback's honey eye and oh how she hated his stare. Her PTSD was flashing in her eyes and for a second, she almost saw Rosen as Greyback, but, she just couldn't attack him, she just couldn't see him as the man the wronged her. His thunderous voice snapped her out of her thoughts as he ordered her to kill him, and the vision she had of Greyback faded like a wisp of smoke.

But she couldn't follow his command, she just couldn't attack him, she had no steam, and this would cost her. Like a charging tiger, the man slammed into her and knocked her flat on her back as she skidded a couple of feet. Her adrenaline bursted from her brain to her body as the man loomed over her with the teeth of a cobra. But was she scared? She looked at him with wide eyes, she didn't know what to do, this was the same pattern that she had lived all her life and couldn't find an escape.

But today, that will change.

She mimicked his expression and pinned her ears to the back of her head and drew back her lips to unsheathe her retired fangs. Vespera craned her head back, the like a slingshot, she fired up her head and slammed her skull into his nose to try and get him to back off. The girl then twisted her body onto her paws and pulled herself up to her feet and faced the man with reignited flames in her eyes, and her stance proud and defiant.