Forever in your skin

As the snarl erupted from his lungs- as he slammed his paws into her chest, it was a reflex to bring her knee in her body in defense. It was an attempt to curl into herself. Of course, the dislocated limb lacked sensation- she couldn’t move it from where it lay, stretched out behind her body as she settled- gasping- while laying on her side. He seethed at her that she was misbehaving. Though, in doing so, she had distracted him from further assault. She couldn’t say that she was sorry.

With a paw firmly weighing her in place, she pressed the side of her face into the sand. She looked away from him as she tried to be still. Though, with a sudden glint in the overcast sunlight, she caved in her avoidance. Sneaking a glance up, something in her chest lurched. He had a blade. Something that resembled hope flashed in her eyes as she thought maybe this would be her final sacrifice. However her confusion was eventually the prevailing emotion. It wouldn’t be so easy.


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