Phoebe
The encouragement did help, if Phoebe was being fully honest with herself. That she at least didn’t make a complete mess of this was a blessing. Her breath came in short gasps – she was fit and in shape but it was fear that made her breathless. Two wolves were down, there were three left, and those left seemed to grow more desperate seeing their pack mates fall. One came alongside her and while Phoebe shied away in fear, Melita attacked it head on, whacking it right on the head and sending it down for the count.
But that left Melita vulnerable, and another came flying for her. Phoebe briefly panicked, realizing there was no way her friend could react in time. But a sudden sense of clarity fell over her, and she remembered being taught that loud, aggressive noises tended to scare off predators. ”Get back you mangy mutt!!” Phoebe shouted at the wolf in as mean a tone as she could muster, swinging the rock she held to try and collide it with it’s head.
But that left Melita vulnerable, and another came flying for her. Phoebe briefly panicked, realizing there was no way her friend could react in time. But a sudden sense of clarity fell over her, and she remembered being taught that loud, aggressive noises tended to scare off predators. ”Get back you mangy mutt!!” Phoebe shouted at the wolf in as mean a tone as she could muster, swinging the rock she held to try and collide it with it’s head.
In These Past Few Days When I See Myself
I Seem Like Someone Else
I Seem Like Someone Else
