Bulls In The Bronx [Raid]
11-16-2017, 02:59 PM
She must have been meant to fail on this day and her world to crumble around her. She couldn't explain the pain or the emotion that overwhelmed her as everything went black, the male's maim successful. All she had tried to do was protect another pack mate and to make the male back off and go home, but it seemed he had it out for their pack and he had every intention of being violent about it. His grip upon her head and her world going black made panic suddenly arise in her form her instincts to flee before being killed kicked in. She needed medical aid, especially now that she felt the warm blood oozing all down her face. She snarled as he took her down, landing face first into the mud and grass, littering her wounds with dirt and debris. She couldn't even manage to whimper or cry, instead she snarled and staggered to her feet. She hated leaving him still able to attack another member, but if she didn't get medical aid, surely she would die. She tried to run, she tripped, she fell and her panic kicked into overdrive. Quickly picking herself back up she again took off away from the scene, retreating back into the pack lands. -exit Acapella- |