Whitefish River Scourge

And then there were two— With one at her paws and the other now grabbing her tail, Ira knew she was running out of options, especially if the game were to end in her children's favor. With a feigned yell, the Count took a step forward acting as if she had tripped on her own paws before gracefully flopping onto her side.

She was sure that there was her own fair share of mud now coating her side, but for the sake of her daughters, she wouldn't complain. Gahh— how could this be? To be defeated here and by monsters no less! The mother waved a leg in the direction of the two mud-covered pups before letting it drop back to her side. Next time you won't be as lucky.