nothin' colder than a bitch's heart

The growl in the old ship grew the closer the stranger came. Until it was reverberating off the walls, her warnings ignored as the wolf barged his way in. His words told her plenty, he wasn’t going to be pleasant company. Well, if he expected her to play nice, he was going to be in for a shock.

He barged his way into her temporary home, and she pushed her eye mask up a little further, careful to keep her gaze away from the snow. Thanks to the storm, it wasn’t bright out. But she’d learnt her lesson in the past, and didn’t trust any light that bounced off the white expanse. “Get out. Go away. If you want company, there's a warm and cuddly pack just a land over.” Ha! Take that Basilisk. Why not send him an asshole wolf to deal with.


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