The Unraveling - Going Deeper

She is aware of more wolves attacking, she hears the pained sounds from their maws—coupled with the grotesque noises from the creature. She yearns for its blood, the sickly viscous looking liquid—-

And then she is batted away like a fly from a horse's ass. The initial context takes her breath away, knocking it out of her. And worse still, her body hits the icy wall with a resounding thud. Her skull slams, and for a moment she can hear static. Her left eye seems to disconnect from her senses, it’s not pitch black—it’s nothingness.

But wait. There’s more.

As her body slips down the wall, the flesh of her shoulder is caught between a crack; sharp and cutting. It cleaves the pup’s caramel and lavender fur away, taking some muscle with it. She screams for the first time, a blood curdling sound that promptly returns the vision to her left eye. A bloody trail follows her body down the icy wall, but she tries to catch herself. Paws shake, trembling to hold her weight up. It’s only for a moment, and then she collapses.


"Ravana Seraphim Saxe"