what have i lost | 100 posts + injured | that's so defeating

[ophelia.]

[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 65%; line-height:120%; text-align: justify;font-family: verdana;"]The feeling of pain shot through her body, making her face contort with the feeling of it. She reacted immediately as the wolf sunk her fangs deeper into her flesh, finally unsheathing her claws to aim a strike at her muzzle, then another at her cheek. She pulled as she did, trying desperately to get her wing out of the animals mouth. Her efforts weren't quite fast enough, though.

Crack.

Immediate, surging pain shot through her whole body, white moving forth in her vision and forcing her to blink hastily in an attempt to clear it as quickly as possible. Panting, she ripped herself backwards. She felt the wolf let her go, felt flesh go with her, but it didn't matter as long as she was out of her grasp for now. Ophelia's wing fell to the muddy ground, much like those of injured birds often did. Bile rose to her throat at the thought of how often she went after little birds with broken wings, knowing they'd be too fragile to get away.

That wasn't her, though. For the first time since she'd joined Tanglewood, she felt real anger welling in her gut, and she swallowed thickly against the pain and the bile. "Death isn't an option for me." she replied, falsely hoping that her voice didn't shake from the pain tingling along her body. She'd never broken anything before, but definitely not her wings. She was normally so careful...

Her gaze flicked up toward the wolf, and she grit her teeth before lurching forward, trying to force the stranger to move back over the border, out of Tanglewood and away from the friends she could potentially hurt, by aiming a few sloppy strikes at her chest.

[is it okay to make the thread open after this? >:3c]