Dawnlark Plains When I look Into Your Eyes

Clearly the girl didn't mind blood and gore. So he continued. Yes she just grabbed a hold and ripped chunks of fur and flesh right out. Muscle and sinew, and fat were just hanging from her jaws. And i fought, but she was a lot bigger than me. He embellished a little, it had been painful and she had indeed ripped him apart.

She just was angry, because i wasn't her kid.

He shifted and moved so that she could see the scar he spoke of The long ropy pink, and the limp clear from his movements where Tuwawi had ripped him apart.

I don't know really. She killed a few wolves. She's a legend. I'm not.

This was getting to close to home. So he didn't add anymore details about Fury into his narrative. Because Fury was now gone, and it still wasn't a very good feeling.