Bonesplinter Ravine The Art Of Breaking

Of course this one wouldn't leave her alone. She suspected that any of his packmates that found out she was here would want to come taunt her as well. She was hungry, hurting, and terrified of what would happen next. the last thing she needed was some bitch coming here to look down on her and point out the obvious. She rested her head on her paws, not looking up at the other woman. Figured that out all on your own? she asked, the words tired but clearly mocking. She was already in hell, there was no getting any worse than this; she wouldn't hold back her sass on a good day, so why would she now? Of course, it helped to know that she couldn't get down here, even if she wanted to.