It was the same thing that had sent dorin into a suicidal screaming frenzy, begging for death. it was the same thing that had wrapped its black, misshapen fingers around danado's own hand, gently encouraging him to pick up the knife.
Ander, Anthro, Clean, Fox, Novel, Story, Wolf
Was it the things dorin had said? about them being blocked off on three sides? about the foxes having the high ground? about them being at an extreme disadvantage? no. none of those things bothered him in the slightest. they made sense.
Ander, Anthro, Clean, Fox, Novel, Story, Wolf
"oh dorin please help me what is wrong with her!?"
dorin's face dropped into view. he was frowning and tilting his head, looking her up and down. he reached out and pulled down on her cheek a little so he could look into her eye.
Ander, Anthro, Clean, Fox, Novel, Story, Wolf
dorin's bite-mark, travelling up and over his shoulder in a giant, curved oval. his broken nose. the gash in his forehead. it was all so... gruesome.
_you did this_, he thought. _and not just indirectly, either.
Ander, Anthro, Clean, Fox, Novel, Story, Wolf
It was the same thing that had sent dorin into a suicidal screaming frenzy, begging for death. it was the same thing that had wrapped its black, misshapen fingers around danado's own hand, gently encouraging him to pick up the knife.
Ander, Clean, Fox, Novel, Serial, Story, Wolf
More and more wolves were jumping into the river, taking up their place as dorin and thoka pulled ahead, neatly slipping in line the moment enough space opened up.
and it wasn't just the wolves, either.
Ander, Anthro, Clean, Fox, Novel, Story, Wolf
He loved disassembling dorin technology but i signaled to him and wolf and told them to head on up to the surface asap.
Death, Story Series, Violence, War
Was it the things dorin had said? about them being blocked off on three sides? about the foxes having the high ground? about them being at an extreme disadvantage? no. none of those things bothered him in the slightest. they made sense.
Ander, Clean, Fox, Novel, Serial, Story, Wolf
dorin's bite-mark, travelling up and over his shoulder in a giant, curved oval. his broken nose. the gash in his forehead. it was all so... gruesome.
_you did this_, he thought. _and not just indirectly, either.
Ander, Clean, Fox, Garten, Hezzi, Novel, Serial, Story, Wolf
More and more wolves were jumping into the river, taking up their place as dorin and thoka pulled ahead, neatly slipping in line the moment enough space opened up.
and it wasn't just the wolves, either.
Ander, Clean, Fox, Novel, Serial, Story, Wolf