ENDER
My wolf seemed to have lost it, and I seem to be on the train with him. My heart was racing, and the taste of fear that prickled my tongue and skin was still very much present, as it was instantaneous when I saw her going for my flames.
I tried to breathe even as I could see the confused look in her eyes, as I could feel the pain of her flesh. It was no fault of hers. One minute, I was intending to hurt her, and I actually carried out with it without a second's breath, and the next, it seemed like I couldn't breathe, seeing her running to my flames.
I still couldn't breathe.
Stupid
Stupid
That was what she was. What was she trying to do? Save them? Or to simply just die? Not of that question boded well with me. They had taken her, they would have sunk their disgusting teeth in
