By the colors

Grabbing onto his chest, Nimue was ready to hold on for dear life, his words going in one ear and out the other, as she blatantly ignored his warning. Her shoulder throbbed, inflammation setting into the wound he’d given her. Growling through the pain, she tried to be that fearless, and relentless girl she dreamed of being, Because those kind of girls couldn’t be manipulated by the evils of the world. But when his paw hooked around her neck and he used his weight to save her down, she faltered.

Pulling a chunk of fur with her, Nimue was thrust against the ground, hard. The wind rushed our of her lungs, causing her to cough and gasp while she fumbled to her paws. It was obvious she was no match for the older male, her only choice now, being to submit or flee. And she wasn’t gonna openly submit to this stranger. Gritting her teeth, she shot off into the underbrush the moment she regained her footing. Wanting to vanish into the mist of the moor, guided by the ethereal canopy of lights above her.

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