Judged, bit, and shaded on // Olalla

[Kold]

I WANNA BE NOTICED TOO!

kold — female — Pitt — Newblood — Hard — Bio

Her ears swiveled to the voice calling her name, and as her head followed, Kold twitched slightly. Why was Olalla beckoning her over? What did he want? With a wheezing breath she turned her body and started for him, trying to minimize the way her head drooped and her legs wobbled before she took steps. But even then, the rot of her torn lips flaked away ever so slightly.

"What do you want, Olalla?" She strained, partly annoyed and partly in minimal agony. She refused to sit down, but her legs begged for rest as they shook like thin twigs in the wind. Her fur was straw-like, dry and starting to fall away in thin strands.

#psy.