LIKE A HOUSE IN A HURRICANE

*Novocaine* · 06-14-2014, 09:28 PM

Novocaine had been ridded of the horrible, horrible disease only a few days before. His body was beginning to recover now, his limbs no longer shaking as they held his weight, and his muscles no longer ached from the near endless seizing that had wracked him towards the end of his ailment. Still the boy had not been too keen to separate himself from his sister. She had been the one to drag him out of that hell and he wasn?t quite ready to lose her protection quite yet. When the white wraith had answered a call upon the battlefield he had been at her heels.
His own littermates had found their own ways there but he had paid them little enough attention. In fact his steel gaze had remained on those exchanging blows, until Artemis had begun to retreat. Quickly rising to his paws he followed after her, giving her space. When it became clear what his older sister?s intentions were Novocain retreated even further, leaving space for the fight that would no doubt ensue. With a smirk he turned his attention back towards his sister?s target, a russet woman he did not recognize. Pity the silvery woman no longer seemed to hold the pack he had once been a part of, he would have very much liked to see her humiliated.

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