Life Has Slipped Through Her Paws Time and Time Again

*Angelus* · 11-12-2015, 09:19 PM

WOOOOOOHOO! Damn he felt good! Angelus was on fire. He felt impossibly good, like he could run from the plains to the knolls and back again. His blood was hot; it raced through his veins and pounded through his ears in a deafening, adrenaline-infused stampede; and his heart felt like it could claw right out of his chest and gallop off into the sunset. If it wouldn't have been so undignified he might have squealed and jumped up and down, but since that wasn't an option he didn't know what to do with himself. What would his dad do in a situation like this? How would he celebrate? How would- uh oh. His gaze dropped to his prisoner. Wow, she looked like crap. Well, that wouldn't do!

Appalled by the idea of his captive dying at his feet, Angelus quickly leaned down and grasped the smaller wolf by the scruff. Although quite smaller than him she was still pretty hefty, so moving her would be a challenge, but he was determined to see her make it to Imperium. What good was winning if he didn't have something to show for it?

There wasn't really a good way to move her, so Angelus settled for stepping over her and dragging her between his limbs like a leopard. In this manner he shuffled off in the direction of the one person he just knew would absolutely love to help him. He had the interests of both women in mind and his decision to bring his captive to his sister had nothing to do with his desire to show off his prize. Nothing at all.

"Effangline!" he called through a mouthful of fur. "Effangline, Ah neehd choo."

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