Fox's Glade boniface

last from me!! ty guys for doing this with me!!! they will meet again >:D

time seemed to move in slow motion. blood, shouting, teeth, skin, claws; andras broke away with rivulets of crimson staining the tarblack of his face and shoulders. the cold sent a shock of awareness from head to tailtip.
the sow turned now for the heathens, and andras was not about to waste a second more. he dove eastward, away, and for perhaps the first time in his life, his tail fell between his legs.