bugs scare me

"Speak"

The insane being was damaged. Her belly was bruised to the point of no return. Her left forepaw was crushed, bones damaged to no end. Her tail was unmoving, limp and broken. The bitch was damaged. The fight had ruined her, but her pride was still in tact. The daemon laid within her den, the wool kept her warm within the winter. Her eyes were shut beneath the crimson stained helm she wore. She gentle fluttered back into the real world. Her eyes opened and she slowly got up. She balanced her weight between those three legs. Her paws flat upon the ground. In pain she shook off the snow from her thick fur. The daemon then then tilted her head up. Insane vocals filled the air, a call for Karmen and Kusugra. She rolled her shoulders and then sat down. Yellow orbs stared idly, she was in pain but she had to continue running her pack.