03-23-2009, 12:52 PM
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http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g210/ ... blebot.png);background-position:bottom;background-repeat:no-repeat;"> Catherine culd now feel the pain coming, burning her scratch, then her whole arm. The blood was starting to slip through her fingers and rolling along her arm lenght, the drops falling slowly from her thick, long fur. Fortunately, she wasn't caring much about it. She was thinking of how he did that, sink the knives almot to the end. She knew very well her own strenght, and she did this for the first time. It felt good, to be stronger than she really thought. It had to be the anger and hate she pushed in that attack, it could only be that.
She came back to reality when Dawali's voice called her, asking to look at te wound. It only took a few seconds for the grayish female to nod to him and take off her hand from the cut, which now she saw, it was deeper than she thought. She swallowed air in shock. 'Woah!' she thought. It was hard to think that a simple hoof could do such damage. She had to admit, if she was a little closer, she would had broken her arm... again. The stripped female could only grasp if it would end up like a scar. Not that she cared too much, only another mark to remind her of her mistakes. |