12-26-2007, 09:44 AM
"That was your last warning. Run now or face the true consequences of your actions," The boy's blue eyes narrowed as he stared at the yote. the beast had easilly dodged his attack, and that made the boy uneasy but unafraid. He circled warilly, not wanting his back to the coyote. He bared his fangs again, taking a step back, his hackles raisied high. I ain't a'scart of you, he said again, and it was the truth. He figured he'd get his ass handed to him at worst. He was unaware the coyote meant death for him, death and dismemberment, then leaving him to bleed slowly to death. If he was feeling nice, that was. The boy's leg lifted and he marked the grave again, his cold blue eyes meeting the red ones of the 'yote.