Blackfoot Forest What Did You Mean When You Said It's Destructive
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Ivan Castor.
 
Cool.
 
Great.
 
He didn’t give two shits about Ivan, or the shitty fucking pack he had nearby. And when he thought back to the last wolf that wanted to “help” him, the same wolf that had gotten him into this entire fucking mess—
 
“I don’t need your fucking help.” He growled from where he remained slouched underneath the evergreen’s lower branches, the needles catching against the back of his head and the bark digging grooves into his back be damned. His tail pressed around his hindquarters.
 
He didn’t need his pity, or his attention, or anything else he thought he had to offer.
 
What he needed was sleep. And to be left the fuck alone.
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RE: What Did You Mean When You Said It's Destructive - by Daighre - November 11, 2020, 08:24 PM