Skull Kickers

Now that Rhyme knew where she was, avoiding the old jenny should have been easier. Blue and lavender gaze were on her as she reared for another kick. Was that.. laughter? Involuntarily Rhyme looked in Shaye’s direction. Exactly at the wrong time. There was a loud crack and suddenly Rhyme was seeing stars. The donkey had hit him square on the jaw. The slate alpha stumbled back as he tried to comprehend where he was.

Blood started to pour out of his mouth where he had bit his tongue rather severely, and pain blossomed from his quickly bruising jaw. Rhyme’s body instinctively fell into a defensive position. His hackles raised and his weight evenly distributed over his paws as he rolled his shoulders and his tail went out behind him. A sign of dominance and for balance. Of course the wolf was still seeing stars, and couldn’t make out what the mother donkey was doing.

Luckily for him Rhyme had been pushed from her path and she went to her foal to make sure the fluffy little doe eyed creature wasn’t harmed. When the jenny had decided it was fine she returned her sights to Rhyme, who was just beginning to get his wits back about him. He hadn’t heard anything of what Shaye had said, and now his main concern was not getting another jaw full of angry donkey hoof. He staggered a bit as he tried to find his focus.


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