by cooltoni » Wed May 15, 2013 6:38 am
((I don't really mind.))
|Name: Ethan| Mood: Hurt.| Feeling: Unsafe.| Health: 29%| Place: Peck of the montain.| Talking to: Noone.
Ethan Stood there to keep his ground, He didn't care about the blood, He stood up tall as He then shivered down, Trying to keep his balance, As He then slipped and fell onto a near by ledge as He watched them trying to make there way down, He thought he was safe, But guess he wasn't He then skidded down intill he hit the grass, He tried to run but couldn't His limp was too bad, He stood there as he turned his muzzle in circles waiting for them to come down, He then ended up laying down, He wasn't able to take it, He knew if he was to shift it would of been a thousand times worse, He lay there watching, He had given up and waited for them to end him, They made there way down as they all circled, He growled under his breath as He bobbed his muzzle at them.