Misery Loves Company >:)
10-11-2014, 03:02 PM
Fangs sunk into the male's tender flesh as D?gmar allow her legs to bend sharply, pressing her weight into the male in an attempt to pin him down. He struggled but only briefly. She half expected him to whirl around and try to bite her delicate wrists but instead, as she had predicted, was going to try and talk his way out of this. He stunk of peace and compassion. Malicious fire glowed in her eyes as she fiercely shook the smaller wolf, her body twisting suddenly to the right, smashing his head into a nearby rock. A cry fell from his lips as his body crumpled. D?gmar wanted to tell him exactly what she intended to do but she was not fool enough to loose her grip. No, she had him now and he was coming with her. Tail held high in the air she repositioned her jaws deeper into the center of his scruff as she began to drag her catch back to Yfir. |