Ooh boy. This could be an interesting future since Naniko’s son beat Axelle… lol
A sting of pain shot through her chest wound when she lifted her head. Ow. There was a voice calling out to her. She couldn’t see the wolf that it belonged to, but after a few hard sweeps of the eyes she spotted her. A grey pelted femme stood little ways away from her. She didn’t look like a threat so Axelle’s muscles didn’t tense. They actually couldn’t tense from all the pain she was in anyway.
Axelle made a great effort to stand in her place. The pain resumed as it was when she was walking. Her paws stung again while the rest of her body ached along with it. There must’ve been blisters everywhere on her paws. Her wounds smarted when she moved. She tried not to move hastily so she wouldn’t reopen cuts. One could tell her movements were held back from their full potential because of pain.
Hello?
She wasn’t sure about this female still. She didn’t look to be a danger, but from recent experience she thought that about Harlowe and look what happened. Her muscles weren’t tensed and her mane didn’t raise, but she was still a bit edgy. She would see how this played out before she decided anything drastic.
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