when the fir needles fall // return

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jerisidie - the king !

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he knew the attack was coming, and he knew he had put himself in danger, but this was his daughter, and even if he hated her father, he wouldn't let her come to be hurt again. not by that monster.

finding himself chest first on the ground and breathless, he made an angry rumbling noise as his head was forced to the ground, tail beginning to whip a little bit, lips pulled back from his teeth as he snarled back at Augustin, rearing his head up into the other's chest, horns scoring red marks on the puma's chest, his hind leg bunching with the prosthetic in an attempt to regain his feet before he was blinded by the pain of teeth sinking into his hindquarter, tearing and crushing the bones and nerves within it. yet he would give no show of the pain it caused him. roaring his own cry, he would lash out at Augustin's eyes, scoring across his muzzle and splitting it open. not enough. he quickly found himself being flung through the air by the enraged mountain lion, a tree stump slowing his fall and immobilizing him from the agony.

collapsing at the base of the stump, he snarled as he tried to get back to his feet, face angry as he tried to move, his right hind leg dragging and lagging behind him. growling, he charged towards Augustin once more, trying to leap and falling just short before rolling to his feet and challenging the puma again, tongue between his teeth, holding back on exclaiming from the pain that tortured his mind and heart. he wasn't going to be able to last much longer, he was weak and sickly from the start of this life, and soon he would die, and be reborn.

the next attack from augustin completely rendered him helpless, the white hellhound forced onto his back, soft belly flesh exposed to the puma pinning him down, both snarling at one another. the attack had twisted his leg in a bad way, and he was in great pain, the leg obviously shattered and broken in several places with bone close to emerging in some places. "I will never submit to you, you monster. leave my daughter alone or gods help you, murderer.", he snarled, biting the mountain lion's face and hanging on for all of his worth.

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tags - white hellhound - the pitt