War Pigs

She felt herself fall to her sisters victory and her sister knew it. Jaws would release her sister, her body going limp enough for her sister to release her. A growl would rumble in response to her sisters words. For now. Things would change. And soon. With a quick sweeping glance around her, the girl noted that most of her sisters surrounded her and the brute was gone, lingering vaguely with that of her fathers. Apparently much had happened within a few minutes. She would pick herself up, favoring her broken toes. Russet bodice would shaking, freeing herself of dirt and debris. The back of her neck stung from her sisters bite, but other than that she appeared to be alright. The russet girl would linger only for a moment, giving her sisters a chance before she would turn and leave, retreating to her own little cave that she called home.

-exit unless stopped-