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  • Justin bit down hard until blood trickled out, making the dog loosen his grip on Piper. "go!" he barked to her.

  • She felt the jaws release on her flank, and tore free, gasping and sobbing for breath. She whipped around, and shook her head, leaping at the dog.

  • The dog fell limply, and Piper stood still, eyes wide. Her white fur was barly white, instead covered with blood- both hers and the dogs.

  • Justin led her to the bed. "Rest." he soother her. "Its okay." he licked her muzzle.

  • "No... its not your fault." He soothed, licking the blood from her fur. "Come on now, rest." he nosed the bed.

  • Flare then sat down and examened the wound on her leg

  • Justin layed down and licked her muzzle. "You look exuasted." he murmered.

  • Justin licked her white pelt, and her muzzle everytime she whimpered.



    The fox watched from the bushes.

  • Flare licked her leg even tho she was in Fox girl form...she then got bored

  • {Sorry guys, I have to get off in a minute :( }
    Piper drempt of the hunters, which wasn't a pleasent thing to dream of. The pain in her leg made it all the worse, creating the idea of being shot at once more by the hunters. She was to tired to wake up fro mthe dreadful dream.