Blood will Spill||Wolf RP||Accepting

[aura-]

he ran out of camp and tackled her, staring at her with his one eye

[Demonsockpuppet]

Trigger yelps and rolls onto her back. She stare the male in the eye '' Get off me! '' His weight was slowly crushing her light, thin frame. She pushes him with her front paws, trying to breath properly was hard with a large male on you.

[aura-]

he stood firm, not moving

[Demonsockpuppet]

Trigger whimpers as her chest start to feel some pain '' Please get off! '' She kicks him with her back paws and manages to move a little, her chest felt better

[. s h e i l a .]

Sheila stares at the Brute with her slit, Hazel eyes, as she challenges him. She stands still as the weapon nearly touches the tip of her black, twitching nose. The inhaled deeply, the sword-looking tool smelling of...Blood. Sheila quickly snapped at the weapon, it accidentally cutting the roof of her mouth as she did, and she dashed off, not knowing where the Weapon was. Did he still have it? Or did it drop out of his jaws? Sheila didn't knew. But as she bounded through the Forest, leaping over logs and dodging branches, suddenly she skid to a stop, dirt kicking into the air.

Zoria was gone . . .

[aura-]

Trigger whimpers as her chest start to feel some pain '' Please get off! '' She kicks him with her back paws and manages to move a little, her chest felt better

he jimped off her and looked her in the eyes

[Aouviyelle]

(X3 okay)

[Demonsockpuppet]

Trigger stumble as she stands and shakes her now dustyish fur. She glares at him with blazing greenish grey eyes, she huffs and walks away with ehr head low

[aura-]

he watched her walk off, staying still

[Demonsockpuppet]

Trigger walks at least ten metre away from the male and sits under a shadowy tree. She lays down and watches the scenery. She was kinda lonely in the foeest