Bite Back.mature
I fall to the cold concrete floor, blood is in my mouth. I spit it out and jump to my feet, no way is he going to beat me! I start to circle him, my hand tightly gripping my knife under my red cloak. "What's wrong? Never had someone bite back?" I hiss at the brown wolf in front of me. Around us is darkness but I know the town is just a couple minuets away east. He growls and than jumps for me but I'm too quick. I turn and bring my knife up to his stomache. The wolf howls out in pain but I slice him open, killing him. Soon, he turns to black smoke. I smile as I put my knife back in my belt then walk off into the night.





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