by Muggafinn » Tue Feb 09, 2010 9:48 am
(hey, that is sort of being a mary sue, come on, Flynt is a trained, healthy, fighter)
Flynt backed up, snarling, and reached out with a huge paw and smashed into her face, biting her over and over again. Rearing over her head he smashed down on her neck, pinning her down. He held his teeth inches over her throat. "Don't." He backed up, glaring at her "Go back home."
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