One man's trash
Basilisk
6 hours ago
She moved with a rope slung around her neck. The giant before her having owned her now for a while. Useless, he called her. The rope was tight and she had to practically trot to keep from having it choke her every step of the way. The light of the dawn had her pelt warming in the colder land, not that she minded or was even allowed to care. The moment the male in front holding her rope stopped she tilted her head. She was aware they had further to go. He'd said so. But he'd also been complaining that she was reeking, not like she could smell and he knew this. Something was up though. Her brain was working it out. He seemed angry. It was never a good thing when Fin was angry. Her ears pressed and then she was yanked forward. Shit. She was about to start begging for forgiveness but he was quicker, grabbing her and tossing her. Right over a branch, and then she was dangling. Her eyes wide. Paw coming up and trying to put space between the rope and her neck. The sound of him laughing as he tied the rope and then retreating bringing tears to her eyes. She was fresh two and now she was going to die? Fuck her luck. She was gasping for breath, doing her best to try to touch the ground or get the rope to loosen. What had she done to deserve it? |