11-21-2022, 09:01 PM
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She didn't know how long she was left near the lake. She was not dead but not alive either, blood fell to the ground and soaked the snow of her fur ; she was unable to move, much less speak. Her legs were on fire, an attempt of struggle to remove herself in any position was all in vain, for though she could feel them, she could not move them at all. Her tail moved, she grimaced at the mere' sight of below and vomitted to the disaster of her broken and torn legs.
Tears, blood, vomit and dirt ; she was pretty little thing, left to die on someone's doorstep. Heavily breathing and injured, hope seemed to be lost as she slowly.. Waited for her demise. There was no prince charming for a coward who didn't fight back. But how could any wolf, fight against a bear?
@M’Jakuna
Tears, blood, vomit and dirt ; she was pretty little thing, left to die on someone's doorstep. Heavily breathing and injured, hope seemed to be lost as she slowly.. Waited for her demise. There was no prince charming for a coward who didn't fight back. But how could any wolf, fight against a bear?
@M’Jakuna
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