02-22-2017, 06:50 PM
Tobias lay beside the buck with it's neck still clasped tight in his muzzle, blood ran down his jaws and he felt where the bullet had struck him in the side of his leg. He whimpered as he huffed, eyes looking to James and letting go of the dying buck finally, not trying to shift back. As he whined for his mate, not wanting him to take out the human who had just probably wanted the buck he had his own eyes set on.
BeWaRe ThE pRiMe NuMbErS