Monsters In Broad Daylight

Pools of ice would watch with amusement as the smaller pup approached, his ears flattening against his russet skull, eyes narrowing. Whimsical laughter would flow freely from her jaws. "And for that I am thankful." Her tail rose, curling over hips to mimic the boys own posture. He thought he was big and bad. She would easily overpower him with just her weight alone. Her mother had already begun to teach the ways of battle, how to cripple an opponent.

Small muscles would flex beneath her pelt, waiting for the foolish boy to try something, to give her an excuse to attack. Toes would flex, digging into the earth. Slowly her grin would fade, but inky lips would remained curled back into a vicious snarl as audits fell back against her crown. Ever since the battle, she had longed for one of her own. Longed to hear the cries of her opponent, to taste their blood. Just the thought made her hungry for it.




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