@Namrepus Love it… xD
Come to think of it… I have never seen Dean’s parent/s. Is this what he thinks would make a mother proud?
…or at least for pupper to be the one gripping.
Make it more stinky.
Can it be? Oh, can it be, please!? Seriously, I’m freezing right now.
The part about Heather’s thoughts, I’d already mentioned. ;)
Thank you for your own contribution for this second day’s continuance.
The wolf who was following her would have roughed her up and likely done anything he could to scare her. He was angry and a punk. But he didn’t seem to be much of a killer. Heather, on the other hand, was quite ready to snap from all of the pressure and fear surrounding her. Choking her. Engulfing her. Kinda like that raccoon. And that… is when he chose to sneak up behind her, stumbling as she was in rigid terror down that dark alley.
That’s also not the definition of a brother.