mephala's web

She looked up, fright glued to her face, into those cold silver eyes. "No.." She mumbled quietly. "No!!!" She said louder, her eyes still wild, an eerie look haunting them. Attack him, you idiot. Laying around won't do you any good, lambface. Star ignored the voice. What good would it do anyway? It wasn't like she could kill him- she could barely see him anyway. Shut up. Her conscience silenced the voice in her head. Blood will fade, scars will stay, she heard him say loudly. Scimitar- what would he think? Her pure snow white fur dappled with the crimson of her own blood. And a rosy red spiral with a line through it on her shoulder... And messy fur, sticking out in all directions... And wild, haunted eyes. She shivered. Star wasn't the same wolf, was she?