16 years old | Loner | 42’in 200lbs
I was dizzy, the ground seemed to move beneath my paws and I couldn’t stand right. The attack was too sudden and the effect of the mushroom was still there. My heart beating fast seemed to make it all worse. As the wolf shifted around me. I tried to counter him and I felt my jaws grab at his chest. He would react and I had to do something quickly. So I pulled, not aiming to tear and maul like most would. No. I want him defenseless beneath me, so I worked on twisting my head to make the pain worse and force him to fall. My paw worked to push at his side.
My movements weren’t quick enough as he started to bite at my muzzle. Head shaking with a loud growl. If he wanted me to let go, then I would tear his skin as much as I could, before releasing and backing away. He came for me once again, taking advantage of my faulty balance as I tried to keep myself from falling back from the strength I put into that pull after releasing him. Sharp pain striking me again, but this time on the other side of my neck. I growled and pulled away, feeling the blood stain my fur. No, no! A strong feeling took me at the moment he started circling my form. Head turning to try and look at him as he circled me. There is no way I’m fighting anyone like this.
I tried to think of something, turning my head to look at him and staying in my place. Except at that moment. My eyes lowered to look at the mushrooms piled on the ground not too far from where I was. For a moment, the possibility of this fight being for them struck my mind and that single moment was when I looked away from him, leaving my guard open just for a few moments. Ears flicking and head turning towards my opponent the second I realized. One mistake. Only a simple mistake. It was too late.
”I am your prince charming”
.Attu