Tip, tippy toes,
08-31-2014, 07:05 PM
When I am wise, I am strong; Sing me a sweet song. The sharp fangs of the other gathered up the flesh of her ear, her feet scrap from under her in an attempt to pull herself away. While the pulling only made it worse, she couldn't fight the urge she held to free herself. She would in fact assist in the complete tearing of her upper ear, the other had managed to have a well enough grip to clear the tp of her ear like it was nothing. The pain was tolerable once the pulling at stopped, some blood splattered across her golden muzzle as her form skips off a few stones away to measure the situation. Rubbing the side of her head onto the stone making an effort of soothing the wound with it rather than her paw. Great, now you have one ear and one eye, Mekala snorted, the last she neded was a comment from her non-rent paying occupant. Mekala's loss. Injuries: Removal of the top several inches of her left ear, non-fatal. As I think, When I choose to speak, Lula's fuss, |
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