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Medusa

"Do you want to meet all my monsters? Think you're tough, I know they'll drive you bonkers!"

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06-11-2022, 10:51 PM (This post was last modified: 06-11-2022, 10:52 PM by Medusa. Edited 1 time in total.)
Find #2


She didn't care if she got in trouble anymore. She didn't care if they tried to punish her again. She wouldn't lie down and take it. Instead, she would fight back. If they thought she would lie down and take it like last time, they were wrong. She was tired of being expected to remain in pack lands and not be able to live her life. How long had she been enslaved there and largely ignored? Too long. Her deceased father had been encouraging her in her dreams. Helping her. Teaching her. Training her. Helping her to be a little better each time she saw him. And now she was confident enough in her abilities to try and take down a hog by herself. She wasn't aware of the brown wolf nearby. Wasn't aware someone else was eyeing her intended target.

She licked her lips as she intently eyed the beast. She was careful to make as little noise as possible in the snow, and even more careful especially considering it was more like slush near the river. Some parts were slick and iced over, making keeping your footing more difficult. Fortunately for her, however, she had the sharpened claw covers over her own dull claws, so she was able to get a bit more traction than say, the hooved hog she was tracking.

Ears perked up as the hog shuffled around in the snow, snorting as it rooted around for whatever it could eat. Her fur blended smoothly with the browns and whites of the earth, and the pig was none the wiser. She was not too far from it now, maybe a few yards as she steadily inched closer. It was thanks to her father mostly that she had managed to even keep herself this patient because usually, she always just rushed straight into the chase. But not this time.

She took a steadying breath, eyes never leaving the hog. As it slowly shuffled the other way, Medusa broke from her cover and started the chase. With a surprised squeal, the hog turned and raced along the river. Both hog and wolf would head in the direction of the other that had been watching.

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"Medusa"





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