Haunted Wood Come Play With Me

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It felt good to land those hits, to vent out that frustration in the small way she could. Seeing his own shift in attitude made her feel even better! Finally, he realized this wasn't just a game! She would have kept hitting him until the little ball of fire was all better - but he wouldn't let her. Of course, he wouldn't. 

Little teeth grabbed onto her muzzle, her tender skin not pierced but the feeling was uncomfortable. Reminded her of something else... like a feeling long ago but not forgotten. Swinging her head away from the teeth, not wanting to be there anymore Connie tried to do the same. Snapping in Famine's direction, thirsty for her own little bite. For Vengeance.

The desire to conquer is itself a sort of subjection.
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