Right from the frying pan

Bellamy · 07-23-2022, 05:33 PM

He braced himself for her slam but Bellamy barely noticed. She barely saw the individual now, her mind distorting, twisting what was in front of her as she sought to get at him. Thankfully the youth was using his paws to keep her at bay. She barely noticed the feel of them in her stomach and at her chin, didn’t recognize why she was struggling to get to him. Saliva flew from her maw as she continued to snarl like a rabid creature, the conclusion in her mind being that this wolf before her was evil and had hurt her daughter. Did she have any proof? Nope. Nothing but the scent of her child on the rainbow marked man’s coat. But that scent, without her daughter, was more than enough to make the woman go feral.

“Bellamy stop!” Whiskers wasn’t attacking. On the contrary, she was trying to get her larger companion to cease her attack. She had seen Bells like this before, but it had been some time since her last episode. Normally they were brought on by things that reminded her of her past… but why now? This was a kid barely older than her own daughter.

”MY DAUGHTER…!” There were hellfires in Bellamy’s gaze as she snarled out the words. She had every intention of maiming this youth, at best. At worst? He’d become den lining.

Whiskers helpless looked around… and then remembered Ears. “Ears! Get her off him!”The badger cried.

Ears snorted. “Alright, alright, one diversion, coming up!” He didn’t like when Bells got like this… she wasn’t herself, and was a danger to all those around her. The Devil had lived with her for a long time though, both he and Whiskers had, and if giving her a good bite might help, well, here came that bite.

The Devil rushed forward and leaped at Bellamy’s back left leg with parted jaws.

Chomp!

A startled yelp from Bellamy and the woman was backpedalling off the stranger.

“Run, kid!” Whiskers screamed at him. They might be able to distract Bells, but wearing her out so she didn’t go after him wasn’t feasible. Especially with her so insistent on the fact he was an enemy.

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Right from the frying pan

Beau

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