He was an easy piece of cake, little coward. Not being able to handle more than few attacks. Kainda didn't attack on him again when he backed away, she stood still, keeping defensive pose and growling. <i>'Blood, drew blood, kill him, KILL! His heart, take his heart!'</i> But she wasn't going to. New life, in new place.
Sneering in pretty friendly way, giving out her defensive pose. He had tried ot be nice, though manners seemed to be pretty lost. Snarling in disgust to her weakness, her hearts desire to be loved, the scarred wolf wagged her tail shortly. Head was kept an neutral height, ears moving around. Beast, you have a sharp diamond inside you, it wants to show itself. But you won't allow it, will you?
<i>'I thought you was something more... But you're not, just another coward. My fairy, kill him and proof your worth'</i> No, bloody past was ment to be past, those dead wolves were not emnt to increase in amounts. Shut up, you stupid voice, leave her alone.
Stepping one step away from him, blood slowly running down her left front leg and coming through her thick, ragged fur. But the cold winter air quickly dried them up and only the pain was left. Pain, something so familair to Kainda, no matter in which form it was. <b>"Ka-ind-a Whe'eat-e'ear"</b> the bloody lady struggled to introduve herself, lips moving slowly to form the words she had practised.