Blackfoot Forest do you feel ashamed?

he fades.

only to come to consciousness again when he is forced to his paws. snapping teeth angrily, saliva dark with old blood flying from teeth. he limps towards the entrance, still, knowing that he has little option.

loping painfully onwards, squeezing wounded body through the entrance with a furious growl directed at no one but himself. he is weak.

fuck it all. a beady eye pinned on his captor.

he goes to speak, surely to insult her in some way, but all that comes is a dry cough.