Amidst the Crash of Worlds

Shit she had poked the bear. That constant, aggressive need to prove to herself that she wasn’t afraid always meant she poked the damn bear. His demeanor changed, and something dark beneath the surface came to attention in his eyes. Silver eyes that had seemed like a reflection of moonlight, instead reminded her of the glimmer off a blade's surface.

He got to his paws, and he really truly was an impressive height. She felt tall, and fought the urge to shrink back into her pads. He’d taken her words literally, and came now with those threats she had been expecting in the first place. Her heart hammered in her chest, and she knew a part of herself welcomed the rush of adrenaline. That moment when your body gave in to fight or flight. She didn’t want to be a coward, a wolf that fled. Her wide eyes showed white as she fought the sudden urge to do [i] something. Conflicting her senses until instead she could do nothing.

He was trying to scare her. He hadn’t shown this roiling writhing side of himself until she had challenged him. The smart think to do would be to back down, and hope like hell he calmed down again. But Sera was an idiot with too much to prove. “ I’ve got bigger demons in my head than a silly silver goose with a sharp tongue.” She snapped back, trying very hard not to imagine the scenario he gave her. Of wearing her down, hurting her along the way. Forcing her to run, and run, and run, on bleeding paws. Feeling the blood draining from her body. He was a scary fucking bastard, but she wasn’t going to tell him that.

You don’t run from the wolf in the night she reminded herself fervently. Despite her words and mental support, her breathing was short, shallow gasps and the whites in her eyes only got bigger. It was getting harder and harder to convince herself as he gave her his name and promised her death. Telling her to run, run. “I’ve done enough running. Kill me, if you're so afraid of a little wolf's mouth.” she growled. Her tense muscles giving lie as she rolled on the balls of her feet, preparing to run.

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