With bells ringing in our ears
#7
fail -.-

As the man she wanted to both bed and possibly kill disappeared from her sight, pale fingers shook as though cold or from shock but it was neither that forced the coywolf to shake so violently, it was fear. Behind her soul blue eyes a cornucopia of horrors awaited to ravage her pain addled mind; he was here, here to torture her again, to punish her for living and for giving herself to another man. The man with the dark grey body and black colored paws. Her whimper was a quiet silted sound, he had hated any unnecessary noise and had punished her severely for any and every peep she made, so yes, pale hands shook as she tried to contain her voice, his ghostly form prowled, eyes leering at her, only in her mind however for the jackalwolf was still alive somewhere.

In answer to his question she pushed herself up slightly to lean back against the rock and his attempt at a joke was met with a blank but pain filled stare. Silently she took the bottle from him
and took a long drink from it, feeling the water fill her empty stomach, she had not eaten for several hours and felt this down acutely.


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