FLYING OFF THE DEEP END // raid

[teef]

RAMONA LINGRÉ

✯ — THE GROWN UPS TAUGHT ME TO WATCH AND LEARN

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the sounds of battle and the heat of flames tore a terror open in the tall borzoi pup's heart, the pup racing from the caverns, screaming for her uncle, "MARLE!? UNCLE MARLE!?" the battlefield was her least favorite place, reminding her of the men and women that she had once trained with in her uncle's pack, and their brutal ways.

taking a deep breath, she looked around for the closest source of combat, pushing back the tears that came at the memory of finding her uncle's corpse. letting out a cry, the youngster charged at beck and Leroy, doing her best to avoid the tangle of wild limbs and blood and fur, the lass aimed to butt one of the two with her own head, too disorientated to truthfully understand the situation. stumbling through the bodies, she whipped around for a second attack, aiming to catch @beck with her front paws, crying out a loud, "dont hurt him!" out of the entire group currently involved, captain seemed the least mean or scary that she had met, which sparked some sense of loyalty within her heart.

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✯ — FEMALE. UNKNOWN. WEAK. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psychosocial.