Big Salmon Lake THIS IS A ROBBERY

Oh poor Hiemis squeals like a cub in her response. Her reaction is quick although, she flinches and then yanks herself to the side, immediately lashing after the stinky Janus afterwards. The nature to defend herself and the quick reflexes fortunately don’t dissolve over night.

What the fuck are you doing?! Did your filthy mother not teach you how to talk to a lady?! She barks, her teeth are bared at this point and she is on her back, knowing she should get up to gain her might back… be less vulnerable, looking like she is not giving up. You are pathetic and waste of my time, there is no way of winning in this for you!! I am not fighting unworthy dogs!

And yet, Hiemis continues laying on her back. This was an overreaction so her body drags itself up slowly, growling, cracking. She doesn’t want to touch him—the idea makes her shiver; she fears him. The condition he is in does more than the fact he might win. She doesn’t lose and fights filthy dogs.