Ouroboros Spine The last stretch

days days trickled by, and every day tk would swear herhis legs got thinner. 

impossible! but that's how it felt. as greyhound regained ability to walk, starved body remained weak. 

snow made things worse, and it was cold and wet and got everywhere, and tk couldn't run on it even if hisher legs suddenly got great again.

very engrossed in thinking how bad snow is, the thin dog almost walked into something large and scary. two big paws were seen first, and as already panicking eyes climbed the shadowdark body and the neck craned and craned and eyes still climbed--

tk nearly fainted on the spot when out the big black face of big black wolf, poked two eyes yellow like neon.

every mental faculty shut down at once. 

on horrified autopilot, tk dropped into a record-settingly small submissive stance, head trying its best to turtle into a non-existent shell.

this was it. this was how the life of toblerone kobi summer-wilkins-mccarthy would end. 

heshe only hoped the wolfbeast would swallow herhim in as few chews as possible.