Baited Breath

She was so small and so loud. He could crush her. No, he couldn't fight a visitor. He totally could beat her. She didn't even know how to fight. He could fight her. Ashmedai's eyebrow twitched as she took a step forward, taking a breath. When she yelled at him, her voice long and high and drawn out, his ear folded. He was a little stunned. He had never been yelled at by someone shorter than him. Didn't she know danger? He didn't actually know what to do anymore, though. He just blinked at her. When she opened her eyes, even she seemed stunned. Then, she wasn't looking at him at all! Ashmedai followed her gaze to the lightning bug that drifted. So what? Ash's gaze fell flatly back to Sparrow who seemed awe-struck by the bug.

Then it landed on her nose. She looked so silly, all fluff-furred and cross-eyes. Ashemdai was determined to keep serious, but then she called to him. Her voice was soft. How could she forget she had just yelled at him, "What." he replied. She shushed him and told him to look. The bug sat on her nose and flickered. Ashmedai should have walked away. He should have left her. There was something about the small bug landing on her tiny snout, tipped in white, then suddenly browns all highlighted into a honey color by the setting sun. He wanted to be mad. He should have walked away.

The bug flickered, then took off. Ashmedai's gaze followed it, then he surged forward, snapping his jaw around it. IT WAS BITTER. Ashmedai stuck out his tongue. Somehow he felt like some other poor wolf had definitely done this before, but why did it also have to happen to him. Watery-eyed, Ashmedai looked towards Sparrow, his tongue hanging out, completely in shock.