you want me to walk her like she's your dog?

She knew he wouldn’t leave off until she got up. Never mind that the cold from the snow around her was already seeping into her coat. Melting where it touched the warmth of her body. She was going to be damp and cold, damn it. She leaned against him, braced against his body as she climbed to her paws with a soft groan. Man it hurt. It hurt so much. But at last she was standing again, her body a mixture of numbness and pain. She wanted to go back to bed, a part of her wanted to cry, but she had decided a long time ago to give no one the satisfaction of her tears.

Wilder, the strange wild wolf, was clearly trying to cheer her up. Perhaps he felt guilty for being the one to put her into the snow in the first place. “Yeah? And what will I get when I win?” She huffed at him, a little out of breath just from the effort of rising.

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