From HERE.
Instinctively, the wolf took a couple of steps back as the man wielding the large hammer approached her. A growl rumbled in her chest, her eyes narrowing as she glared at him. She knew he just didnât call her some damn human! Oh that had her all riled up now. Although, it was somewhat amusing. Sure, she was going to keep him thinking she was some human and then bam! She would let him have it alright.
She pulled her revolver from her holster and aimed it at him, âOh, are we now?â she inquired, a tilt of her head as she continued stepping back, her sights still on him. âLove to hear more about that but--â Click. Wait what? Click. Click. Her fingers pulled at the trigger and nothing happened. Was the bastard empty!? Well, she forgot she had used her last few rounds to ward off those sorry excuses for lycans outside before finding the Stronghold.
She stopped pointing the gun at him and looked at it in disbelief, blinking a couple of times before looking back at the man. She gave a nervous, fanged grin, her eyes slightly squinting and nose slightly scrunching up. âHeh, how embarrassing--â she mused. On the same beat, she pitched the revolver right at his head like she just threw a baseball.
Hopefully that would give her enough time to scram and find a way out of the area she was currently trapped in.
@destinyscornedâ










