no promises no demands [RAID]

The girl seemed to have a bee under her tail and Resin sighed inwardly. Most wolves were so incapable of controlling their emotions and it was tiresome. She had seen the wounds on Dunkan as he slunk off in defeat. It was obvious that this girl forgot the definition of the word 'practice.'

As Recluse attempted to bite under her jaw, the more experienced woman extended her neck upward, lifting her front paws off of the ground just the slightest bit. Instead of sinking into her jaw, the teeth sank into her shoulder. The coils of scar tissue would keep the bite from going as deeply as it would upon unmarred skin, but there would still be blood. Tensing the corded muscles in her spine, she would force her paws back to the earth. Ignoring the snake entirely Resin would attempt to curl her neck around that of the young woman. If successful, she would drop her full weight onto the pale girl with hopes to slam her to the ground and crush her.

Coding|Alice. Art|Resin.