hale cometh down upon our spines

Delphi had not always been a troubled pup. There had been a time when she was bouncing ball of fun and energy. Now that that pup was diminished, all that was left was a husk of anger and petulance. She wanted to watch the world burn. Her first stop? The boy standing in front of her. She didn't even know his name and she didn't care to learn it either. Her cheek still burned from their previous encounter where his jagged bone spurs had dug into her skin. He would pay for that and everything else. Continuing to seethe with anger as he spat useless words at her, she scoffed in return. Build him a fire? He was insane to think she would ever do anything nice for him.

She took a step forward, ever closer to him, and in that same moment, he was lunging toward her. Taken by surprise, she barely leaps backward out of the way of his driving force toward her forehead. Instead, her binturong comes to her rescue and is successfully swatted out of the way. Delphi yelps as she watches Binti lay on the cold stone, knocked out, and now being hailed upon by the growing storm beside them. "You'll pay for that!" She screams over the wailing gust of wind that picks up around them. Moving to the side, she rockets forward, nearly slipping on the ice beneath her, to aim at his chest. Mouth wide open and paws reaching forward to grab ahold of him around the shoulders.