The male felt his stolen weapon hit the golden coyote, and slide into her lithe body with ease, he smiled. The devil him-self could not have asked for a better connection into the coyote, though he would have wished it to be deep of womb of the she wolf. The male pulled the knife out of the golden she coyote, as he went to plunge it back onto the female this time he was aiming for her neck, where her voice box would have been. There was a sudden sharp pain that he knew was fault, the male looked down at where the golden witch had hit him with her throwing knifes. The male seen it sticking out of his stomach, the blood poured out like a heavy sugar, the male put his only working hand around the blade as he gasped falling over.
Charm ran with all the speed that she could muster. Her feet moved as gracefully as she could. She looked back seeing the hero of a lover jump in and get hurt, Charm stopped as she stretched a hand out, ”STOP!” She screamed out, her life or Aeron’s life…that was not a factor she was going to think twice about. She would willingly lay down and do whatever the male requested of her, if it meant Aeron to be safe and able to finish of her days in peace.
Though that thought came to an end when Charm raced back towards them, the she wolf started to cry knowing that her time on life was coming to an end. Her eyes watched everything that happened, the coyote tumbling down, though her silver knife flew though the air, a shimmer of light reflected off of the blade as it sliced though the air, landing with a deadly aim into the male’s stomach. ”No…Aeron…you didn’t.” She watched as the male feel over. Charm light purple eyes looked at the golden female that she did love as she sneered at her. Her eyes narrowing onto the female. For the first time the Sawtooth female felt lost and homeless.
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