Suvival of the Fist (Wolf RP, Re-done)

[dragons whisper]

Persevek sat next to a stream and looked at her reflection.

[Unashamed]

((Should I have Jericho "bump into" Persevek?))

[dragons whisper]

((*shrugs* sure ^.=.^ watch out she bites ^.=.0 ))

[Vraska the Unseen]

((Recap?))

[Unashamed]

((Black interrupted the fight between Persevek and Botolf, and Persevek left.))

[Vraska the Unseen]

((Grazie))
Botolf shook her pelt, shrinking back to her normal size, the teeth and claws returning to normal. She whimpered softly, lowering her head. "I-I'm sorry..." She whined, folding her ears back.

[Unashamed]

"What was that all about?" Black ordered for an answer.

[Vraska the Unseen]

"I don't know...I just got...angry..." Botolf whimpered, lowering her head further.

[Unashamed]

Black sighed, still keeping an eye on Evoke. "But how did you do that?!"

[Aouviyelle]

Evoke growled and walked into the shadows of the forest, leaving them behind.