A hardened heart still beats

I'm never wrong baby and you're about to find that out the hard way. For his size, his movements were surprisingly fluid, moving faster than she though. She felt his claws at her heels, tangling with her hind limbs. She stumbled, but didn't fall completely to the ground. She spun, jaws parted in a snarl, snapping. She couldn't out run hi after he tripped her, he'd be on her in moments. She could only hope she spun around fast enough. Hind legs planted themselves firmly, tail flagged out like a banner behind her. Ears remained pinned against her skull. Her spin left her front paws a few inches of the ground for a few brief moments, leaving her exposed to him colliding her with her and knocking to the ground. She was far from silent, snarls contorting her pretty face. All she could do was wait, wait for him to catch her and hope she would escape. It was a terrible knowing what was about to happen to her, to see her attacker coming for her and being nearly helpless to stop him.

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