Anthem of the Lonely
Her answer came from the little creature thing, who she soon found was called a "monkey" when he closed the rest of the distance. When Olafur asked if he could look at her leg, she nodded as she flopped down onto the side that wasn't injured. Her leg was a little bit numb from her trip in the snow, but it still bled when she stretched it and the lacerations hurt more then she could imagine. She hated getting hurt! Especially this kind of hurt, it was so different then just accidentally tripping and falling on her face. The ground she guessed, she had accidentally attacked. But she had never really been attacked in all the time she'd been alive. Peering at Olafur, she smiled and she wanted to wag her tail but she refrained from doing so, instead, she kept it tucked firmly beneath her as the monkey examined her. "Are all monkeys as cute as Olafur?" She questioned curiously, wondering if they were all as small and as adorable as he was.
Before she could say more, Odysseus would tell them that he would be right back, and then he was gone. She grew a little uneasy, because she couldn't defend herself right now and she had no idea if monkeys like Olafur could do anything to a wolf. Her thoughts about it were distracted for a moment when he spoke, and she shook her head. "No...It hurts when i try to walk on it and..." No...that wasn't everything. Her ears flicked nervously as she subconsciously peered at her rump. No! No no no no no! She still didn't believe it, but the splotches of blood on her tail in that...general area was proof enough. She whimpered a little as she tried to block out what really happened, and what might happen in the future. "N-no..." She couldn't. Couldn't say what had happened to her, but if she absolutely had to she would... |
