Swiftcurrent Creek Still Remains

back from hiatus, ya can archive this here if you so wiiiish~

like a flea just out of reach, shadow dove right past her range, and as she turned and turned to try and get him bit, he followed - slicing into her flank, right near the hind leg, into that thin skin connecting thigh and body.

no surprise at all when he got her down, surprising her by moving the other way and toppling her like strong wind a trash can. 

gun curled her lips in defiance. he spat at her. blood and bullshit spewed from his maw.

"hhhack oh." she spat in turn. wouldn't she be a stupider dog if she bought into his lies.

gun maintained eye contact, black of lips twitching off the stained teeth. kill me, motherfucker, the dog taunted with her gaze. 

i know you won't.